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[feck]

[ The tech is, honestly, kind of shitty, but it’s not as if Cain hasn’t had to deal with worse. He’s sort of ticked off about a lot of things, and if that isn't evident by the way his face fills the vid screen, then... Well. What’s more, he figures it’s easier to get this out of the way now so there’s no misconception about what he’s doing on this death ride to wherever. His expression says as much too, the leer strongly in place. ]

Listen up. I don’t give a fuck where any of you were before or what you were doing, but there are a few rules our captains skipped out on. [ Do they seriously expect him to actually call them that? ] Stay out of my way. [ It's a vague threat at best, though he drags a hand through his hair to offset any momentary silence. ]

And who the hell puts a Fighter in Navigation? Tch. [ Wrong designation, assholes. ] If you want to trade, see me. We'll work it out. Otherwise, get lost.

[ He honestly doesn't have the patience for this, because he picks up one of those H₂O kits and chucks it across the hallway before the feed cuts out. ]

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[theoldmansback]

Your medical make up isn't going to tell them what job to put you in.

[feck]

They sure as hell took their time asking plenty of questions. [ What a joke. ] Let me guess... Yours is something you know how to do.

[theoldmansback]

[Fair.]

Well, sure. Not exactly my area of expertise though, and something I like to think I'm a little overqualified for...but if that's what they need then, that's what they need. Being on a crew means sometimes you have to do things that you don't love in order for things to run smoothly.

[Quite bitchin' in fewer words.]