Concordia Veil - Lavatory
"You don't see how? Would you like an itemized list? Or would just a few off the top of my processors work?" Crash chittered as It climbed back up on top the sink. Slowly it turned on a tap and started dipping a leg into the water. It would have been frigid to any biological, but Crash was just amused to be touching water without shorting out.
"No, I don't want any damn suggestions on how you can make me more miserable," Sienna snapped from inside the shower. "Ain't the lot of you done enough already?"
"As far as I can tell, no one has attempted to make you miserable... well maybe that bastard that tried to hack me... But the rest of the crew is trying to be what you need... not what you want." There were splashing sounds coming from the sink as Crash started filling the sink and playing about.
"God, what is it with y'all Freespacers and your frackin' psychoanalysis attempts?" the captain groaned around the sound of running and splashing water behind the curtain. "All right, fine. Everyone else is keen on tellin' me how to run this goddamn ship, so why not you? So let's hear it. Just what is it you think I need, then?"
"Well what do you need. that is a good question. I would have to say that what you need most is a good night's sleep and maybe a few drinks beforehand. Though as a crew. You need people who would make decisions based on the good of the ship first, without needing you to be right behind them giving them the right answers. You need a crew that thinks for themselves and not just mindless automatons. You need the crew you have. No one aboard at this time has attempted to destroy you or your ship, nor have they done anything to risk lives without cause."
There was a large splash from the sink, Crash had slipped into the water and started clattering about in it. Like a duck.
"Sure you want people who will take your orders and jump, you want people to bend over backwards and only look at the problems from your point of view. You want them all to be you, just with their different occupations and skills."
Sienna didn't respond immediately, only continued to wash herself for a few moments. She could be heard clearing her throat a few times and snorting as she cleared her nasal passages, then in a very unladylike fashion hack up a big wad of phlegm and spit it at the shower drain with the sound of a small pneumatic potato gun. "So Oreza's been talking to you about me too, huh?" she commented tersely.
There was the far off sound as if Crash was speaking underwater. Which he was, popping back up it repeated itself. "The old man.. no... You and my pet Amelia are the only two aboard that know about me. Though I fear the other 'Spacer might have a hunch..." Crash spashed about for a few moments ducking under the faucet before continuing. "Why?"
"Because that's exactly the same lecture he gave me," Sienna replied flatly, and started to rinse the soap off of her. At last it sounded as if she was starting to relax a little bit, only slightly less on guard about sharing her shower space with the insectoid robot, but she still sounded less than thrilled to be discussing this matter at all. "You don't gotta worry about that anymore anyway. He's running this circus now. I'm done."
The splashing stopped suddenly. "What? You're quitting, just like that?" Crash pulled up out of the sink and chittered thinking. "So because you don't have them being servants to you, you're going to go off with a tantrum? HA! That is grand... Can you sign the ship back over to me first?"
"Frack you," Sienna answered bluntly and without emotion, shutting off the water.
"Well that is what you just said." Crash said killing its own water supply, "You gave up, you ran away." It turned about so that it's main vid receptors were facing the wall away from Sienna.
Sienna actually laughed a little. "Oh ho, that's rich," she replied, peeking out from around the curtain, her soaking wet hair dripping and slicked back against her head, as if she half expected to see someone else inside the little lavatory by now, checking out her surroundings before nabbing the towel and pulling it inside the shower and closing the curtain again. "I'm getting lectured about cowardice by a robot that spend God knows how long hiding from the Yammies in a beat-up old ship on the edge of space. Tou-frackin-che."
Crash skittered along the wall, up and over the curtain, until It was Eye level with Sienna. "I Ran For My Life, YOU Are Running Because Of Your Ego..." Crash fell silent and stared into her face.
The slender young woman tensed once more when the spiderbot invaded her space again, and gritted her teeth as she quickly covered her body with the towel again, meeting the beady little stare evenly with her own eyes. "I move because it's what keeps me alive," she hissed. "Don't act like you know the first frackin' thing about me, ya worthless piece of scrap."
Crash hung there frozen, and for a moment Sienna's intense stare morphed into one of perplexion, wondering if the robot had somehow malfunctioned. It took almost thirty seconds before a Volumetric body formed just next to her, there was a faint glow of light coming from Crash as the Nepliesian Male grew in form. An average height, brown haired man stood there glaring at her, dressed in a simple spacesuit of purple and black.
Sienna's surprise was difficult to miss when the holographic man materialized so close to her, and the fact that "he" was nothing more than an image didn't make her feel any less awkward standing there in nothing but a towel. She tried to back up, but as little room in the small shower stall as there was, she only made it a couple of inches before she hit the wall, and merely pressed up against it, clutching her towel with one hand and held her other palm against the wall as if trying to push open a door that wasn't there.
After it became almost completly there, just shy of having any real effect on solid objects he spoke. Crash's true voice came out clear, "I would never assume crap about you... I have watched you since you first took over the ship, I have watched how you treat the ones around you, and how you have treated yourself. I Ran after I watched my wife killed and every chance to rescue my family from the attack vaporized. I ran because if I could only stay alive, then the memory of them would go on..." the male disappeared in a faint flash of light before the spiderbot turned and started for the vent, pausing at the vent door. "Running is one thing, quitting is another..."
The captain said nothing, only able to stare speechlessly at the spiderbot as it crawled away, her mouth hanging open slightly. A single, small, almost silent croak came from inside of her throat before her shoulders slumped down a touch. "I..." she said quietly. "I'm sorry, Crash."
"For what?" Crash turned and glared at her with It's beady Vid receptors.
Sienna started to answer, but instead, simply closed her mouth and looked away, and shook her head. "I'm... I'm just gonna go lie down," she said.
"A night's rest might be best for you... I'll be in the core... working on finding a connection to the net and you a next job." The 'bot didn't even wait for a response, Crash just climbed up out of the shower through the vent, leaving a little wake of clatter as it's legs clicked on the vent metal.
Sienna watched the robot skitter out of sight, and placed her free hand over her eyes with a deep sigh. What a mess she was in.
She noticed that her hands were quaking again, and with startled, mild horror she shook them hard. Even her heartbeat felt irregular now, and she could feel it pounding in her face. Clearing her throat deliberately, she cracked her jaw and stepped out of the stall to finish drying herself, and get dressed.