ON: NSS Alliance
The captain's sleep was deep and dreamless, a byproduct of the alcohol that coursed in his system from the previous evening. Good morning, captain, it's approximately 5:45. The NSS Alliance alarm systems will activate in 3 minutes. It was the same voice as always, the OS that joined him for the rest of his life when he had received his cybernetic enhancements.
With that, he opened his eyes, stepped out of his bed slowly, and went to the common showers to bathe.
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With the thoughts of yesterday Chris couldn't get to sleep. His mind still wandered on the thought of soul transfers, but rather then dwell on it he decided to keep himself occupied in the kitchen. He kept his mind too busy to even recognize exhaustion as he prepared today's breakfast.
A giant bowl of pancake mix was ready for cooking, along with dozens of eggs ready to be scrambled and fried, sausage was slowly simmering on the stove, and bacon was waiting its turn in line.
As Chris was mixing the bowl, the clock struck 5:48 and a pleasant, yet loud chiming noise rang through the entire ship.
Chris was snapped out of his thoughts to the noise ringing throughout the entire ship. The noise had startled him and a bit of mix ended up spilled on the floor, flung from his spoon which shot up in surprise at the alarm. He slowly cleaned up the small bit of mix and returned to his cooking.
A slight bit of liquid had fallen out of the glass held against wazu's lips as the alarm started to subside. There was more than one crewmember who had been incapacitated last night and remained in the mess hall where Wazu was but they were on the floor.
The sound of heavy footsteps echoed down the hall as Valo neared the mess hall. He stopped as the chiming began and then continued on. He walked into the mess hall and scanned the room for anyone who may have been injured during the night.
Other than the rather prone drunken figures on the floor, there were no injuries.
Miller's shower took all of 5 minutes. Who knew how many drunken idiots were going to stagger in there? Needless to say, it was 5:59 by the time the Captain strode into the kitchen, armed with a full military uniform and a smile.
Stepping over a prone marine, he walked towards Wazu.
Valo turned and lifted one of it's large arms in a salute as it stood at attention
"Good morning, Lieutenant," Miller said, nodding to Wazu. "You've received a temporary upgrade to officer status."
Wazu's red robe had been put aside on another seat, a few wet spots scattered about the article of clothing betraying his lack of shower. A lack of shaving was starting to show through, darkening his features slightly and standing in contrast to the uniform he had on.
The captain turned to the rather large machine nearby and returned the salute. "Ah, you must be the unit sent to us by our friends."
Jet had left the mess hall at a reasonable hour and was just waking up with a yawn in his quarters. "mmmm must've overslept a little" he muttered to himself looking around.
Valo lowered it's arm. "That is correct sir. I have been assigned to assist with medical and general physical needs"
"Sounds good, your first assignment is to assist in getting these lazy asses out of the cafeteria and into the showers."
Miller sat down next to Wazu. "So, whatcha drinking there, Lieutenant?"
A bit of chatter could be heard coming from the kitchen. Chris was surprised that after all that liquor any of them were able to get back up. He wandered how many would be too drunk to show up for breakfast. He was almost positive those marines would mess up on the first day.
"I stopped knowing that about two glasses ago," Wazu said as he took another sip from the glass next to him "I think now is as good a time as any to pick up drinking again."
Valo began to walk around the cafeteria picking up anyone unconscious and putting them over it's shoulder.
Miller carefully inspected Wazu's rather disheveled appearance. "What's going on? Did you have too much to drink last night?"
"No sir," Wazu replied with all the quickness that would be expected of a soldier. Silence followed that for a few minutes as Wazu looked at his glass then down at himself and the robe to his side. "I belive I should spend a few moments attending to my apperance before reporting for duty."
"Hm... ok then, another question before you tidy yourself up," Miller said. "What's on your mind?"
One of the drunken soldiers over Valo's shoulder awoke and kicked him in the back. "Hey! Leggo!"
Valo turned it's head to look at the man. "Are you capable of performing the duty of showering yourself?"
"Teh. all you maggots." A female voice said, strong tone to it, it's a woman with darker skin, a light coffee brown tone with white hair with light purple color in it from dye with blue eyes wearing the uniform. "Get your bloated drunken asses off our floor and into the goddamn showers." she barked at the drunks.
"What the fuck," the soldier said irritably. "You going to wash me or somethin'? Put me down!"
The soldier's Valo hadn't carried out were now slowly getting up and filing out of the room. Most groaned and held their heads in one hand.
"As you wish" Valo reached up and grabbed the man from it's shoulder and sat him on his feet.
Vinas glared at them and shoved a few of them out when they stopped to oggle her. "get moving."
To the sound of a woman's voice Chris looked out into the mess hall. Already there was a scene, which seemed rather odd with him not being part of the cause of it. While he looked out into the mess hall he realized he had made way too much food. All that food and only a handful of people. Either more better show up or people better be hungry.
"Where's the rest of you bums?!â€
