Where the best Engineering minds on the Demon maintain the most advanced ship in the Milky Way. Without them their would be no Demon and no Captain Daniel or their seductively smooth yet crazy pilot. (She's loved by all.) In the Sub-Level all or one Engineer could reside if they so desire. Ever since the tales of Jack's dark corner in the Normandy, the Sub-level seems to be the most attractive area of the ship. If you were to ask anyone why or how. They probably wouldn't know.
Drive Core: Relatively Untouched, none are permitted to directly access it and as such they communicate with the Drive core through their omni tool or hand held terminals. One of the most important features of the ship, when it's damaged, so is the Demon's stealth mode. NC: Nobody Currently. (Engineers MIA.)
Engineering Sub-Level: Located on par with the Hanger Bay it is actually beneath where the Engineers perform their duties and as such rounds out the triad of creepy places to reside within the Demon. Strangely and almost hauntingly, a hamster has been witnessed flaying across the floor on occasion before mysteriously disappearing. If you catch it and it's actually real, you can keep it. Mainly because Jack (Subject Zero.) often preferred this similarly located area on the Normandy, it maintains a powerful energy based solely on this relation to those aspiring to join it's crew. Everybody loved the Psychotic Biotic. NC: Nobody Currently.
**Residents of the Engineering Deck let me know and I shall change the above.**
[[IN Character thread for Deck Four, Part One. Next: Part 2 & 3 as the Starboard and Port Cargo Room's consecutively.]]
The brown haired male had crawled his way throughout the ducts and opened it quietly as possible, however he saw a couple of shimmering sillouttes all trying to find a way to screw with the tech down in engineering. A image of a specific Pilot getting a very twitchy and angry expression on her face sent shivers down his spine, so he quickly hopped out and drew out two collapsible swords before saying," Hey. I wouldn't do that if I were you, I think our Pilot would... turn into a Reaper if you make her angry.Although." He charged and sliced through one of them as they turned to defend themselves and the other was splashed with a bit of blood as Ethan spoke calmly," Liquids reveal.... " He dodged what seemed like a Psionic attack and swung his blades knocking off the cloaked females helmet along with her head. Before landing on the ground and watching as the body fell over, he watched as a door opened and a few of them came out holding some familar guns they had probably been taken from a few of the crew and a annoyed expression crossed his face," Those dont belong to you." The Hawaiian shirt he was wearing had tiny splotches of blood now on its sleeves and he dashed forward as gunfire rained down around him, hopefully he didn't do anything too stupid as he spoke into his headset," They tried to screw with Engineering, probably wanting to disable our engine or our Stealth mode." Lucky for him, his headset was good for blocking out the sounds of bullets and other outside interference.
Ethan, decided to make his visit to the cockpit go increasinly quick. He quickened his pace, and entered it without much hesitation. Only to be meet with the immediate reaction of the comrade in Arms and Pilot Ally. Almost like she immediatly knew what he was here for, he stretched his arms and nodded, it was good to know that someone hadnt just taken his armor. The Hawian Shirt he had been wearing earlier was more comfortable than this crappy thing was, at least it fit! Bowing his head slightly, he responded with a nodd and said," Hey Boss. And thanks...I completely understand, considering I was fighting while wearing Non standard clothing...And right after boarding again, so...that was a thing, could have been worse though....I mean like now worse but..." He smiled a bit, good to know that her and Aura were still one step ahead of him," Good. That makes things a lot easier, and I understand. Ill work on everything I can. No sleep until I get...99.% of it done at least. You should rest though....which you are doing anyway." He then nodded, yet again. And quickly left the room, going through the list in his head yet again.
The brown haired male didnt even take the time to move to his quarters and change out of his armor, he had taken the time to immediatly start working on everything he could, patching up the walls and ensuring everything was stable. Checking up on all the Electronic Equipment along with ensuring that everything was...loaded and set up for use if that was going to end up being needed, he made minor repairs to the Vehicles and Weapons that had been damaged, ensured they were all fueled and capable of starting without any issues. Took a bit of trial and error in doing this, but it finally got working correctly. He made sure the Drive Core was still stable and capable of working the way it was supossed to. "....This thing got a bit damaged but I was able to repair it...man...there was a lot of stuff damaged in that last attack, what, were they pissed off that it didnt work when they sent their stealth operatives aboard?" This was the last area that he had to repair, probably when he was making repairs on Deck Two he had let his armor just...get tossed aside to make it a lot easier for him to move around and work, wasnt the safest nor healthiest decision. But it turned out to be better for him, meant he was capable of moving a lot faster and react when something tried to break and impale him. Luckily that only happened 4 times during all this work he was doing, it had took all of his energy and he wanted to make sure everything got done before they made the jump. At least the major repairs that ensured the ship wouldnt rip itself apart in doing so. The shirtless male began to walk down onto the Engineering level, did a few...adjustments, and once the repairs were done. Fell down onto his knees there, and as his consiousness faded...he could have swore a hamster was infront of his face.
Have no idea why I am down here? She took a deep breath feeling her stomach twist in knots. It is not like I know him well.
Corina stepped off the elevator to stare out into the loading bay below. Their route through the Krogan DMZ delayed the inevitable encounter with Cerebus force for so long, but long enough to give them a chance to make an emergency landing on Earth in an area considered friendly by Alliance standards. The extra information she sent to Gwen, Aura and Ally would have to do. Most of the channels she scanned before venturing down to engineering returned with rumors and theories. Those would not do going into potentially enemy controlled space.
The mercenary has met many Krogan over the years. Many of whom she owed favors to and vice versa. Starting down the stars, the distinct scurrying of tiny feet caught her as much as the sight her of crew mate.
Kneeling next to him, she brought up her omni-tool. If he passed out from pushing himself, then he was either was stubborn or stupid to come down here shirtless. The battle at the Citadel left the ship with major damage.
"Doctor, you have an extra bed?" She gently rolled him over to check for a pulse. While unnecessary, her basic medical expertise called for it.
"Corina, are you alright?" Uda asked, worried.
"Ethan's down." Corina reported. "He must have pushed himself too far. He came down here wearing no armor."
"What are you doing in engineering?"
Corina applied the medigel knowing there would be questions. Her commanding officers could care but the others might as well space themselves until a later time. One that included when they had time to talk without the threat of being blasted to bits.
"I hope this a bad joke."
She could hear slight surprise in Uda's voice. Who knew the Iron Queen had a heart to begin with?
"Call it a gut feeling when he left the war room." she said. "The Q.E.C. repairs are up-to-date and should be able withstand level one interference for now. Ethan, can you hear me?"
"How bad is it?"
Corina took another breath.
"Stable. Nothing serious to note expect a few opened wounds from the Citadel that have medigel on them." she reported. "Advise Gwen, anyone, so I can move him without reopening them, will you?"
Location: Deck Four Mood: Worried, Relieved Thoughts: Ethan, you are an idiot. Current Song: None
As the former Asari Experiment slept, he couldnt help but feel at peace as the sounds of the machines and energy around him seemed to buzz and whir, giving off a "Air Conditioner by the Window" type of atmopshere that always seemed to put him at peace. It was kinda similar to being in a tropical paradise or a forest where the only noises you hear are the birds singing or the sounds of crickets chirping or water hitting tree leaves. He had a small dream, he was just relaxing in his quarters on the Demon. He had only gotten to stay in them for a short time, but still he had already tried to make it his own. Sitting on the top bunk he was messing with a Omni Tool, pulling up the Internet and simply reading up on things from the past. " Wonder what I should Modify and create next, been a bit hard to do that on the ship but still. Maybe I could take the parts from a Antique Revolver and combine them with one of the Pistols I have... Could...be something to keep my mind busy at least, either that or Modify a Rifle to have some form of Bayonett made out of Energy like a Omni Blade..." Little did he know that his dream would come to a abrupt end, as some other noises entered into his Personal Bubble. The sounds of foot Steps, someone speaking and the subtle touching of a Omni Tool...
She would hear mumbling coming from the male, as if half awake and yet half unconsious, "Im...fin.e... let...ally know repairs are....relativel...done..." There would be a somewhat snore....But that was when the Mercanery began to apply Medigel to the Wounds that were revealed, it was his fault for being shirtless, along with the fact he didnt let the Doctor tend to them all when he was there. His eyes would dart open, as his body cringed. And his head turned to look at her,".....Uh....Hey." was the most of a response he could muster, at least they wouldnt have to worry about some toxin being in his system after his Detox before the war room, that is...if she could force him to go to the Med Bay again.
Corina did not know what he was thinking. Her late squad mates would have kick him in the side for repairing a ship as badly damaged as the Demon. She, on the other hand, would have spared him the third degree until he could fully comprehend her words if need be. However, that was not the current issue.
She could imagine the lecture the doctor and commander had waiting for him once they got the full story. Still, she did not know whether slap Ethan seeing him blink up at her as if he were an Varren pup or hope she did not lose her mind over what convinced to come down without armor. She barely knew him yet this overreaction was almost normal. Deactivating her omni-tool, Corina took a deep breath.
"None of your injures have reopened but you should stay still until I get word back from the doctor or Gwen. Mind telling me where you stored your armor?" she began. "Even Vorcha know to wear it during repairs."
Location: Deck Four Mood: Worried, Relieved Thoughts: Ethan, you are an idiot. Current Song: None
