srwug_alpha_rp | Entries tagged with lowe gear

[Raynor is in the hangar, looking at the damaged Paragon. After the duel the robot turned into its new white form again, though it doesn't burn with golden fire anymore, unlike during the battle. Raynor also has the Tome of Wisdom with him, and it's open as he reads from it.]

Truth and courage combine into Honor. Its paragon is the Paladin.
Truth and love combine into Justice. Its paragon is the Druid.
Love and courage combine into Sacrifice. Its paragon is the Tinker.

These new forms helped us save all the hostages and defeat the Shadow Knights. And they will do so again, next time they appear. I will keep the flame that banishes the shadows burning, even if I need to stick my hand in it.

aceshigh_sword

[[A good week and change after Operation Mars, Mio finally makes her way to the hangar, and gets on her 'typical-DW-intra-ship-commnication-device'. ]]

I'll be making an announcement regarding the 501^st's future aboard this ship in five minutes. Attendance is optional, mandatory for the 501^st.

[[And after those five minutes pass, she begins her statement.]]

After the successful execution of Operation Mars, the Neuroi threat to the Earth Sphere is all but fully wiped out. While a few squadrons are still hard at work cleaning up the remnants, our job, the 501^st's job aboard the White Chalice is hereby complete. The squad is to be disbanded as an official military unit under Brittanian command.

You girls (she addresses them as if Yoshika, Lucchini, Shirley, and Lynette are still actively here), are free to do as you wish, be that stay on board and continue to help, or head home.

I, personally, will be remaining here as an instructor. I can... no longer fly, but I can still teach these people a thing or two about fighting outside their machines.

Strike Witches. Dismissed!

girlfriend_dot_exe

1.[You're walking somewhere alone, when the CGI form of Alice chooses to bother you from a nearby computer terminal.]

Hey! Hey! Guess what, guess what, guess what!

2.[There are, of course, missions against AI opponents for the various mecha simulation things. But today, there's a new one! And while normally they have an Easy to Very Hard ranking, this one is in a class all by itself.

-Endgame-
Difficulty: Lunatic
Terrain: ???
Opponents: ???
Summary: Defeat the Red Queen.]

(The bottom battle will just be for extreme cool things, and will change every time someone tries it.)

aesoprevived

[1]

[Mad's singing softly as she maneuvers the Lambda around the Hangar. What is she doing you ask? Well it involves setting up mounts for a pair of axes over the entrance - specifically the biggest damn axes she could get her hands on (It already helped that the Man O'Taur's axe belonged to her now). If anything she was doing her best to make sure that they didn't unexpectedly come loose. As she places the Axes and backs off to take a look she's now considering...]

Anyone have anything bad ass they wanna paint under these babies?

Like "White Chalice - Gods, Demons and everyone in between. There isn't anyone we can't beat"... only... you know... Cooler.

[2]

[Later on she's helping with routine maintenance. Considering all the technical lessons she had, it was only fair if she put them to practical use for more than her own machine.]

The hell.... Were these like that before?

[She's giving a particularly messy piece of equipment a rather perplexed look before checking her mechanic's 'cliff notes']

[Care to chip in?]

[3]

[Its the late hour of the night/ As you pass the corridor where the Memorial Wall was, you'd notice Mad sitting opposite of it. Right under the names was a bottle of whiskey, a full glass and some flowers. In Mad's own hand was a glass she barely sipped yet.]

Y'know... I still wanted to kick your ass for taking things out of my hands some days. But others... it really felt good that someone got me on the road on figuring out things...

And you've given me a lot of advice, helped me out when you could... and I really appreciated it.

But...

Its tough these days... Stuff happening, shit getting crazier.

And here I am missing being able to talk to someone about things... stuff I can't ask anyone else... not even Big Dog or Yui... I mean. There's a lot I'd talk about to them but some stuff... I just...

I just wish I got the chance to say you were like a Dad to me...

[She couldn't help but laugh a little. Four Fathers. Her Birth Father who may as well have been a Stranger, Darren Caine who helped shape who she was and give her dreams to reach for, Resnick who helped her grow as a fighter.]

[She raises her glass to the wall.]

Gregory Winthrop. I'm lucky to have gotten the chance to know you. Alien Space Bug or not.

[And she downs the glass in honor of the man who helped her grow as a person.]

and it would've been cool to know if you saw me as a daughter. But... maybe I know the answer to that... yeah?

space_macgyver

"Lowe, here's everything you asked me about earlier that I could find."

[Liam puts an abridged document on the desk. Where does Lowe's friend find all this secret information, it is a mystery.]

A Federation solar sail project? Technically infinite acceleration?

...

Liam, you're a genius! We can use this to bring Lily back to her home faster. That way, they can save her! We only have to find that facility and...

"There's no facility, Lowe. It never left the planning phase - if the project continued, it was in secret, guarded too closely. Even I do not know where it might be."

Oh.

"I'm sorry."

[For once, the upbeat and energetic engineer looks down on his spirits, or at least grumpy and frustrated. He'll remain in this condition, the paper still in hand, if anyone tries to approach him.]

coolblueiceman

[At this particular moment, one would find Chrono sitting at a table by himself in the mess hall, holoscreens arrayed around him displaying various reports on sector readiness and emergency reports. There seem to be a lot of red markings... His fist slams against the table.]

Damn... all this business is throwing the rest of dimensional space into chaos... issues in every sector from here to Mid, and we can't do anything about it... we just don't have the ships for it, not when Asura is tied up here.

[The boy puts his head in his hands, groaning.] Why did I let Mother talk me into this job, again...?

notruined

[ Casshern hadn't been seen since yesterday. He was... being washed. Repeatedly. With heavy duty cleaning chemicals after his extremely violent rampage as he took down most of the on-foot bandits, as well as a few pilots after he busted into their cockpits and mauled them like a wild animal.

The smell of blood is still there (just not as strong), but now he also smells like bleach. Yes, it hurt; but with his healing factor and synthetic skin, the caustic skin irritation is now gone.

Very, very thorough decontamination. He can be found near the showers, waiting on his second treatment. He's not in any pain, though; and those bulletholes and fleshwounds on his arms and legs are now mostly healed. ]

I'm okay. Don't worry.

aceshigh_sword

[[Mio enters the hanger looking rather winded. Seems she came from outside for some reason, and outside of obvious exhaustion, she doesn't seem too chipper either.

But when has Mio ever been the kind that just smiles for no good reason?

She makes somewhat of a bee-line to her Strikers and slides into them. Now, normally when the other girls do this, they slide in, the ears and tail pop out (which in Mio's case, occurs), there's a fairly sizable magical circle under the Strikers (which in Mio's case is NOT the case at all, it's rather... well... tiny), and the propellers start spinning like a blender on crack (which in Mio's case is ALSO no the case!).

Mio seems to be struggling just to get the strikers past the start-up phase, and is getting little more than a sputtering engine.]]

Rrrrrrgg... start...

themomentoftherose

This is a secure transmission. I believe we share a mutual friend who we desire to assist. He is under the command of people who don't have his best interests at heart. Do you understand me?

not_genki_desu

Hmmm...

[Kei in the hangars is not an unfamiliar sight. She does work as a mechanic along with her piloting duties after all, but today her activities are a bit different though. Her tools are nowhere in sight and she's got a sketchpad filled with designs and equations. Her eyes drift up to focus on Shin Getter Robo from time to time, but just as often she's looking over some notes that Hayato had lent to her.]

... I'm kinda liking the idea of it having something kinda like the Stoner Sunshine, but would free up its hands.

Shoulder-mounted cannons? Maybe...

[There's also a ton of name ideas on the sketchpad to. Most of them are scribbled out as well, but one, "Hien", got off with being punctuated by a question mark.]

space_macgyver

[1]
Making hard choices is one thing, but sometimes... I gotta wonder who really is a good guy here.

[Lowe's musing while working on one minor engineering fix or another. Considering Nerv's recent actions and what Kensuke was forced to go through, it's pretty obvious who he's talking about.]

[2, very hard to hack]
[It's late in the night, and *someone* is sitting in a remote corner, his quantum computer busy connecting to various networks. Some of them look pretty secretive - are Lowe and 8 hacking?]

hold_r1

[Over in the medical ward, Wendell has his usual bout of coma turning into a violent awakening. This time features a horrible, wet coughing fit that takes a concerning while to settle down. Despite feeling terrible, however, he's determined to leave. As soon as breathing is mostly painless, Wendell pushes himself unsteadily to his feet, ignoring the new but familiar pains. Same old song and dance... and unless someone stops him, Wendell is tired always waking up to the hospital walls.]

[Later, Wendell makes a public post.]

I know it's been a while, but I just woke up. Did anyone see where Ayman ran off to?

... Also, what day is it?

[[ooc: For those who knew Wendell early on, the physical changes are quite obvious now: his hair is almost black when it was red when he first showed up, and he's quite pale. Also, anyone with a character that has any kind of mind reading or empathic powers and are interested please contact me on AIM: llamaqueen190]]

better_than_aliens

RAAAAAAAAAAAAGH! STUPID LITTLE PIECE OF-- GAH!

[Was Christine mad? Yes, Christine was mad. Screaming and yelling at her ruined Zero Astray, there was that sense of helplessness and uselessness in her frustration. Those infected mecha, the Festum, all of that. And what was she doing? Just enough to live. She was way out-classed and it FRUSTRATED her.]

We could have done a lot more than just sit there and take potshots, especially at those Festum, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOO, you're nothing but a pathetic piece of junk! And those Festum... those Festum... AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!

[She delivers a solid kick to the Zero Astray, causing her to reel back in pain as, even in her pilot suit, she could feel her foot being hurt by kicking metal.]

Stupid... idiotic...

[She's just trying her best not to be upset at how things just went so lopsided.]

bottleofgundam

[One morning, Kincaid is panning his PDA camera around the cafeteria, which is now decorated with Christmas Lights, some wreaths, and a tree!]

Well would you look at what someone did last night? Kind of adds some cheer to the place, doesn't it?

[The previous night, Action]

Kincaid, along with anyone who he could rustle up to help, is sneaking decorations into the cafeteria. Apparently this is what happens when a wanted pirate has to stay inside and out of notice for a while due to important meetings with the Federation: He gets bored.

tsunpirate

1.

I managed to ask Lex Loathe to negotiate about my brothers' release! With both the Golden Refractor and the Diana's Tear, I guess I have a pretty strong hand. I'll be leaving soon, wish me luck!

He asked me to come alone, so I'll be leaving my servbots here. Take care of them for me while I'm gone. The negotiation should just take at most a few days or so, so I'll see you guys again soon! Hopefully with my brothers!

2.

Miss Tron is gone! Nobody is telling us what to do now! What should we do!

space_macgyver

Hell yeah! Gonna collapse any second now, but it was totally worth it.

[Despite recent lack of missions and thus no need for extensive repairs, Lowe looks sweaty and tired as hell. Where was he for the last few days anyway? Confined to ReHOME, working on another crazy pet project?]

Wonder how the guys in space are doing. They'll have a surprise waiting for when they come back!

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

[Zeta Gundam lost its head last mission - so what! Lowe already has a spare one hoisted by a crane, hanging above the damaged mobile suit.

Unfortunately the spare head belongs to a Zaku mk II.]

Hmm, doesn't look quite right... maybe I should've used the Dom one after all.

ikilledthemoon.livejournal.com

[1]

Following taking a full blast of Therion's fear power (how a psychic-based attack affected an AI would be known only to someone who managed to study him), Casshern was rushed not to the infirmary, but to a tech lab. He was outfitted with a few restraints in case his Berserker Mode managed to still be active (spoiler alert: it isn't), with a few electrode like devices hooked up to his head.

The data feeding through proved that Therion's power was effective against Casshern. What happened to him was an AI's equivalent to a blue screen of death, with his AI performing an emergency shut-down to prevent a total crash. His memory was defragmenting, the last few things he saw being nothing but static. But in that static, at one point, and for only a split second, one semi-legible image was able to be seen, and is displayed on the screen. Literally nothing else can be recovered.

That image? This. But it's only barely decipherable with the amount of static.

[2]

Following the fighting, Casshern's finally starting to wake up. About an hour beforehand, he had been shaking violently in his sleep, as his AI's defragmenting process neared its end. By the time it reaches 100%, he sits upright, ripping the restraints right off of the side of the bed.

"L-Lu--!" he screams, stopping as soon as he realizes he's awake. He's panting, eyes wide, hair completely unkempt (yes, more than usual). A few seconds later he's getting a grip on himself, and looks down at his open hands on his lap. "I... I did it... I really did... I killed her..."

emorangerpink

[The Chalice is still moving west across the Pacific when a few familiar faces arrive in the hangar, hot on the heels of a familiar ship heaving in to range over the horizon. The Nirvana's back to supplement the Chalice's mini-fleet again, and it doesn't take long for a shuttle to bring the three tourists back aboard, along with the supplies and souvenirs they've brought with them. The three are as refreshed as you might expect after a couple of weeks' vacation in a place like Meijire, but Laura's also looking concerned at what she could see of the ship on the way across, and what she sees in the hangar.]

So - what happened while we were gone? We didn't get much news after leaving London... and it looks like the Chalice has been through a lot...

((OOC: Laura, Lily and Dita have arrived back on the returned Nirvana! This thread is for people wanting responses from Laura alone, or for more than one of the trio. Dita and Lily will both have individual posts up shortly.))

ikilledthemoon.livejournal.com

[ Casshern has been taken into White Chalice custody. While the Chalice's brig contains only three maximum security cells for high-risk prisoners, Casshern willingly entered one of them, without even needing to be restrained. While the cells were humanely furnished, they were considered "maximum security" due to the fact that they have built-in airlocks that open and blow the prisoner out if they attempt to escape or cause any damage to the ship.

Casshern also willingly submitted to a few initial tests; his AI has been scanned, though it proved to be extraordinarily complex, and matches no known signatures of other known AI producers; and Casshern turned over a blood sample. Yes - Casshern had blood.

There is a large sign at the security checkpoint: "WARNING: HIGH-RISK PRISONER - TURN OVER ALL WEAPONS AND SHARP OBJECTS HERE - ABSOLUTELY NO HOSTILE ACTIONS"

Casshern can be found seated at the edge of his bed, staring at the floor. His helmet is seated on a small table, and he hasn't touched his food. ]

They said its just a precaution until they look at my programming, but...

[ He'll say as someone enters. ]

If... If I killed Luna... if I caused the Ruin... I deserve this.

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

[Unceremoniously dropped in the middle of the hangar lies a broken, half-rusted piece of machinery. It looks like a lifter robot from a certain movie about aliens and space marines... only this one is bigger. Much bigger - a mobile suit could probably pilot it if its pilot was crazy enough to try to. Who is responsible for this piece of junk?

Do you really have to ask?]

ReHome's bay was getting crowded, so you guys won't mind if I keep my treasure here just for a bit, right?

[Lowe sure does look proud for a space garbageman.]

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

rods-and-cones.livejournal.com

(1)

[[Hixar has arranged to have both the Sadalsuud and the Dynames positioned next to each other. There's wires connected from each cockpit but at the same time, it seems that many of the mechanics are, rather than helping, just standing at the feet of the Gundams, staring up in confusion. But nobody's stopping you from going up there though!]]

(2)

[[Meanwhile, unattended, there is a red Haro rolling about the hallways. It's somehow making it into people's rooms and taking pictures. Pictures of people, empty rooms, showers, mess halls... just snapping pictures of where ever it can get.]]

Gathering Data. Gathering Data.

rods-and-cones.livejournal.com

(1)

azure-savior.livejournal.com

1.

[In the wake of the attack on the DC lab and subsequently Bian's broadcast, Josh has been doing a bit of asking around and checking things with Rim. And after checking the maps in the area he's on his way down to the hangar and the Aile, loading up with all the fuel and food supplies he can spare.]

I'm going to be going to pick something of my dad's up. Could help out a lot, all things considered. Rim and Cliff both mentioned he had a storehouse nearby... not something big or a lab like he had at the South Pole... just more a warehouse for a few things.

... Don't die while I'm gone. Seriously. Between the Nirvana leaving and losing the Tower and the shit at the DC Lab... the feeling around here's not that different than feeling a noose tightening around our necks.

[And with that, the Aile deploys its little hoverboard skate things... and it's off!]

2.

(frontdated a few days)

[And the Aile is... back! With something new in tow on a hoversled behind it! It's tough and more Super-y than the Aile... though curiously it's actually a bit smaller!]

Glad to see you all took my request to heart! Now make room in the hangar because I found something great and I couldn't help but bring it home with me!

azure-savior.livejournal.com

not_the_deer

[Hey look, Cross Saviour* is dancing in the hangar!

Except it does so with slow, jerky movements, in an obviously mechanical manner. Tobia is standing nearby, watching the Mobile Suit with a huge, strapped together remote controller in his hands. It's filled with buttons and levers, which he keeps pressing constantly.

* - read: an I-Saviour with a pirate paintjob.]

Hmm... The system could use improvement, but we're getting there!

not_the_deer

getter-class.livejournal.com

[Ever since The Tower blew up, there's been a ton of extra mouths to feed on the Chalice. The crew of the landcruiser had to go somewhere. It's been a hassle figuring out what to DO with them all. Now, however...]

Looks like I've got a crew of mechanics and systems specialists with not a lot to do. Need a hand putting this wreck back together?

getter-class.livejournal.com

possibly-here.livejournal.com

[Well, with all the craziness involving the Festum and then the Harvesters, along with Steam getting sucked into Starcraft II, someone's return kinda-sorta slipped in under the radar, but not any longer! Have Kazuki again, looking in fairly good spirits all things considered!]

It's good to see everyone again.

If any of you were wondering, I was treated fairly well. It doesn't beat being back here though.

Still... everything that happened out there... and my mother and the Mark Sein...

possibly-here.livejournal.com

Still... everything that happened out there... and my mother and the Mark Sein...

subject-0057.livejournal.com

1) [On the monitor is a familiar face that has been missing for nearly a month; Allelujah stands awkwardly in the hangar, shifting his weight from side to side. A few times he starts to speak, only to stop and clear his throat, having lost the words. Finally, after a few more false starts...]

I'm sorry, everybody. [He bows low, and continues speaking from his prostated position.] I've been... irresponsible with my duty lately. I could make excuses, but... the fact is that I let the events of my mission affect me more than reasonable, and failed the Chalice by not resuming my duties despite the events that occurred. I apologize, and will accept any reprimands that the crew feels necessary.

[Allelujah can be found in the hangar for a time, should anyone wish to take him up on that offer.]

2) [Still in the hangar, Allelujah has taken the time to scurry up one of the maintenance ramps and has begun poking around with Kyrios, though he seems a little reluctant to do more than open a plate and peer inside. Once in a while he reaches inside one of the panels and fiddles with something, but he doesn't remove or insert anything. It's almost like he's trying to fix something, but with no tools, no parts, and never actually entering into the plates, it seems... very amateur. Bother him?]

subject-0057.livejournal.com

srwuga_mods

( It's just a calm, quiet day... but not for long )

(Have a gigantic battle thread for everyone that wants it. This time, the aforementioned Harvesters are the adversaries, complete with their own imitation Vandreads and countless more forces to work with. Also, we've got the exceedingly rare Sky/Sea/Space terrain going on due to the openings to the Vandread-'verse, so keep that in mind.)

srwuga_mods

my-time2-shine.livejournal.com

1)Just beofre Kensuke climbed out of his Eva after the mission when a 'voice only' call came for him. The orange screen appeared on his display and a voice he hadn't heard in ten years greeted him

"Kensuke, m'boy. Good work today. You would make you mother proud."
Kensuke perked up, his face filled with light, and just before he could say anything in response, his father, Dr. Aida, hung up the connection.

Kensuke was a bit let down, but even this little bit on contact with his father filled him with joy. After the mission he was padding through the hall of the Chalice, still in his plug suit, a towel draped over his damp head. Despite how crazy the mission had been, and now his wrists and chest ached from the memory of feeling, Kensuke had a big stupid grin on his face.

2) [video] Hey I was wondering if anyone was a gymnast or something... or knows anything about free running or parkour? I think I need lessons before I break my knee caps doing something stupid.

my-time2-shine.livejournal.com

not-genki-desu.livejournal.com

1.

[The battle for Shin Dragon has been won... but one final step still had to be taken to cripple the Invaders' efforts in the Earth Sphere! The background Getter radiation that had saturated the planet had to be dealt with, and as the thing that put it there in the first place, Shin Dragon was what was needed to get rid of it again!]

Alright then... it's time to fucking do this!

[And as Kei grips the controls she steels herself before letting out a furious cry which Shin Dragon joins in! And at once, the air around Shin Dragon... and in fact all around the world itself begins to crackle with green energy... energy that immediately began to rush in to Shin Dragon! And that cry soon changed to one of pain though as Kei's body served as the conduit through which Shin Dragon undid the damage it had inflicted, bit by bit... until...]

... Fuck... and I just... woke up from that coma like... five minutes ago...

[The whole of Shin Dragon is smouldering and blackened, the thing looking closer to death than ever before. And as for its pilot? Well, Kei's looking very, very burned out right now and slumps over... but she's alive.]

(This is more for people to just react to the Getter radiation being re-absorbed into Shin Dragon)

2.

[... Several days later however, and Kei's in the White Chalice's infirmiry, looking pretty worse for wear but still okay, all things considered.]

... Well...

That's an experience I'm glad I don't have to do again. Just so long as nobody sends another nuke at Shin Dragon. And if anyone puts me through that shit again they're getting a Getter Drill up their asses first thing.

not-genki-desu.livejournal.com

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

1.
I swear, I've tried everything by now...

[Lowe and friends tried to repair Ares Gear for a while now. And there is absolutely NO progress - the unit just refuses to accept spare parts made of anything else but... whatever the hell Ares Gear is made of.]

Can't make just a torso with a single arm work, no matter how you look at it...

2.
Seems we have a very special pile of junk in the hangar now. Self-regenerating, incompatible with anything but itself junk. Any ideas how to use it?

[Lowe usually would be crazy about brainstorming, but at the moment he's too tired out by the work that, eventually, went nowhere. Or maybe he's just sad over his defeat.]

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

emorangerpink

1. (the hangar)

[After the chaos of the fight, the hangar crew are working overtime on cleanup duty. Laura's pitching in, flying around in The Great Pretender, righting fallen mechs and clearing heavy objects.

For now, though, she's in the open cockpit of the Knightpolice she's been working on in her own time for the last while, and which came through the confusion blessedly unscathed. There's one last finishing touch to cap off her modifications to it, and this is just the time to make it. There are some odd whistling noises, a fan whirring, and what looks like - no, it's not smoke, it's steam rising...

Laura sinks back into the pilot's seat, out of armour and so with her leg propped up in a cast, and takes a deep, satisfied drink from the mug with the 501st's insignia emblazoned on it.]

Ahhh... got the kettle working at least.

2. (the Arboretum)

[Even using the Pretender for all her activity, Laura's under doctor's orders not to push herself too hard, so she's sitting untransformed under a tree trying not to scratch at her leg in its cast. She's not exactly relaxed, though - tapping away at a tablet, it looks like whatever she's reading or writing is giving her some grief.]

They probably won't even recognize me. Maybe they'll just think it's a sick prank.

emorangerpink

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

Okay, careful now! There we go.

[Lowe's and his friends' Kimeras deposit a huge pile of junk right in the middle of the hangars. Forget boring maintenance, this is the important part!

On closer inspection, the junk turns out to be various pieces of mobile suit equipment. Mostly weapons, but there's also a spare shield and some other more mysterious devices. Some of it looks salvaged or used, but others are almost brand new. Where does the Junk Guild get all its wonderful toys from?]

That's what I'm talking about! I'm already gettin' a vision growing in my head. Yeah... I can see how to make it all click.

[Going to work on Christine's upgrade now, but also others' if they ask nicely!]

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

[Lowe looks at the broken Gerbera Straight. It's neatly cut into two pieces, but that still means a lot of work to fix the broken mobile suit-sized blade.]

I'm not going to give up on you yet, Gerbera Straight. You'll be patched up in no time!
... Or else the sensei will murder me when he finds out.

Well, that's one thorn in our side down. I only wish Ghina could've changed his mind and ran away.

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

1.

[A spaceship is patiently waiting in one of Giga-Float's docks. Lowe and his friends are all there, examining its features - so it's safe to assume Liam's mission brought this as a result.]

It's so cool! Laminated shields, positron cannons... I wanna see what's the interior like!

2.

[Anyone trying to investigate ReHome's insides will find themselves approached by a holographic projection! The handsome blonde man salutes with a cheesy grin on his face.]

"Greetings and welcome to ReHome! My name is George Glenn and I will be your captain for today!"

[Indeed, the hologram's physical appearance matches to that of the famous historical figure, also known as the first Coordinator.]

space-mcgyver.livejournal.com

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