In Response To: I'll let these stand on their own for a bit (ISitInA)
Bzzt! I was reviewing personal communication channel logs for workers on the station when I came across this log. I thought it might be of interest to you, considering your orders to monitor CN Raschad and PO3 Wolfe.
bzzt! I have applied your personal language filters.
Jarvis: I gotta admit, this is kind of gravy work, even if people can't stow their BLAM.
Raschad: (Amused) Gravy, huh?
Jarvis: Last time I did EVA work, we were doing an elevator. Ugh. Microcomposits up the yin-yang, and instead of having prefab torque control modulators, we had to build them on-site, in microgravity. Space elevators are always a pain in the BLAM, but that was pure bullBLAM, dude.
Raschad: Getting bored, I take it?
Jarvis: I ain't complaining, since this counts as an active tour, but yeah. A little.
Raschad: Trade me, then. This entire strip blew somehow. No power and its grounded, but it somehow still blew. SOP says that we have to check all the components over to see if anything's salvageable. (Pause, 1.7 seconds) I'm joking, honestly. I just-
Jarvis: One condition.
Raschad: Eh? This ought to be good.
Jarvis: There's this skirt you're always chatting up. Blonde, looks like she could take this station apart with her bare hands.
Raschad: Wolfman? (Laughs) Yeah, Wolfe. Sammy. What's up?
Jarvis: (Nervously) You a couple?
Raschad: Wolfe? (Chuckle) Nah, I don't think I'm her type. BLAM, I don't think I'm anybody's type. That's a joke, man. Actually, she don't have a habit of messing around with shipmates.
Jarvis: (Crestfallen) Oh...
(Pause, 4.3 seconds)
Raschad: Now, that don't mean that you haven't got a chance. You're a leatherneck, you aren't a shipmate. You're over-glorified cargo.
Jarvis: (Hopeful) Seriously?
Raschad: Tell you what. Switch with me, and I'll give you some pointers over a private channel. Just keep an eye out for her. She doesn't like people talking behind her back.