Under Contract ((for elwoodsingblues

[in_the_cracks]

Weeks into deep space (from a human perspective), Telrim doesn’t have her usual locations to work from. Instead she’s hanging around in one of the lesser-used storage bays of Visser Twenty-eight’s ship, using the lone computer console to catch up on some work. Actually, she’s trying to decide how to word ‘injuries sustained from pilot's digestive

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[elwoodsingblues]

Elwood is from an era of vinyl record players, cassette tapes, rotary-dial telephones and mullets. As such, he finds the PINpoint machine very worrying right from the offset. Still, after glaring at it suspiciously for a while he decides it’s worth a shot. It must be. And if it doesn’t work-which part of him is expecting-well, he hasn’t really [i]lost[/i] anything.

The initial disbelief is probably something to do with just how disorientated he feels upon arriving with a subdued flash in the storage bay, stumbling slightly with how startled he is. To his eyes the place is outlandish and rather creepy but he doesn’t forget his manners and tips his hat to Telrim-or Natasha Stanton, as he knows her. He was raised by nuns, after all.

“Ma’am,” he says a little blearily by way of greeting, and decides to leave it at that. He’s still blinking a little behind his sunglasses.

[in_the_cracks]

Telrim looks around with a brief, pleased smile at his arrival. "Ah, hello. It's good to see you, Mr. Blues." She shuts off the console's glowing display and gestures to the human chair. "Have a seat for a moment, would you?"

[elwoodsingblues]

He doesn't return the smile-- he's too busy openly gawking at the place.

"Sure..." He nods vaguely and slouches into the seat, folding his arms, still beaking around. As always, he has his briefcase with him: he stuffs the PINpoint machine into it after a pause.

[in_the_cracks]

Telrim's eyes flick over the briefcase momentarily without her expression changing, a tactical observation. She glances around and then shrugs at him. "Not really an office, I know. We really could use more funding."

She moves over to the door and the keypad beside it. A little beep and a shift of lights indicates it's locked - not locked down, as against a firefight, but anyone overriding it to get in will know they're not supposed to. Elwood and her host are the only two humans on the ship, and she doesn't want him bolting back to the Nexus too soon.

[krosnoholm]

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