As Kiyoshi was using the intercom was Silic slowly braked to ease the large forklift around a corner, a rather difficult manoeuvre for a vehicle never designed to set wheel in the ships corridors, just as he was wheeling into the turn a voice seemed to boom from the very walls, repeating the commanders message throughout the ship. Silic jerked in surprise, losing the turn and causing the vehicle to fish tail slightly, the front corner of the forklift connected with the wall with a hearty crunch, the momentum scraping the forklift along the wall until the side collided with the opposite wall of the corner. Silic was thrown around in his seat, wrenching his neck in two direction and bruising his shoulder from the seatbelt.
As the forklift sat against the corner, it's engine humming gently, Silic rubbed his shoulder and neck, trying to massage the bruising and stretched muscle. Swearing gently he flopped against the seat “Kami,” wheezing from the wrenching earlier “tell Kiyoshi-Taisa that I'm on my way to the site now, and tell the team at the autoloader to rig a pulley system for mechanical advantage, no need to make this any harder.” he said, rubbing his throat “Could use a drink right now.” he muttered to himself.
“Want me to put that as part of Team Threes orders?” asked KAMI, trying to be helpful.
“No, just the pulley bit. I'll sort the drink later.” replied Silic looking behind as he shifted to reverse, trying to dislodge the forklift.
As the forklift sat against the corner, it's engine humming gently, Silic rubbed his shoulder and neck, trying to massage the bruising and stretched muscle. Swearing gently he flopped against the seat “Kami,” wheezing from the wrenching earlier “tell Kiyoshi-Taisa that I'm on my way to the site now, and tell the team at the autoloader to rig a pulley system for mechanical advantage, no need to make this any harder.” he said, rubbing his throat “Could use a drink right now.” he muttered to himself.
“Want me to put that as part of Team Threes orders?” asked KAMI, trying to be helpful.
“No, just the pulley bit. I'll sort the drink later.” replied Silic looking behind as he shifted to reverse, trying to dislodge the forklift.