[ There's a computer that requires access and a complete lack of light in this part of the hold. In the back of her mind Mako is already trying to diagnose the problem as her eyes scan the room, trying to trace lines to power sources and routing boxes — difficult in the dark, but not impossible.
Soon she'll need her hands free and will be heads down while tasks are delegated to the others. ]
Keep the line clear. [ Again, not a request. They wouldn't have time to squabble amongst themselves with their backs against the wall. Most of the time it wasn't an issue but when they fought it was back to back and side to side, not separated by distances that pulled and prodded at their moods. ]
[ chuck doesn't gripe because it goes beyond that. it isn't that mori's giving command orders so much as she's an echo- the repetition of everything that courses through his veins and hums in his ears. yes they're survivalists, and yes they're rangers- but pilots are trained (meant) to lean on one another. to exist as more than one consciousness in one space. the affirmations they seek out, the connections they reach for- are absolute reflex. ]
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Soon she'll need her hands free and will be heads down while tasks are delegated to the others. ]
Keep the line clear. [ Again, not a request. They wouldn't have time to squabble amongst themselves with their backs against the wall. Most of the time it wasn't an issue but when they fought it was back to back and side to side, not separated by distances that pulled and prodded at their moods. ]
Check-ins, every hour.
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Understood.
Line clear, Hansen out.