Working on the Ikaruga ( Open to Black Knights )

[naoto]

Naoto tightened the screws on one of the pipes channeling Coolant through the ships engines but jumped back as one of the screws shot out of the socket and richocheted around the engine room
"Heads up!!" Naoto yelled diving to the ground as the Screw put a hole in one of the pipes spilling coolant all over the ground causing everyone on the deck to slip and fall
"Damn Coolant!!" Naoto yelled as he steadied himself by grabbing one of the pipes
Naoto grabbed a small walkie talkie hanging off his belt "Can we get a clean up crew on the Engine deck!" Naoto said getting frustrated with how long the repairs were taking
"Its all because we're using cheap materials" Naoto muttered glancing at the cheap Iron Pipes they were using with a dangerous glare

[Pon-Pon]

After a God awful day at shopping, Zoss decided to help himself in coming back to the ship with his groceries he has gotten as of recently. It was much earlier that he embarked unto the warship with all of the trinkets he fetched, storing his own personal fridge and his own cabinet so those fat bastards for a crew wouldn't get their filthy hands on his things. Save for that deaf-mute fellow.

Laying across the couch with the latest Vogue magazine at hand, letting the page flip down as he kept staring at the picture of the blonde of female persuasion in traditional German suspender shorts, not his national clothing really but satisfying to stare at nonetheless. His psyche leaning more towards small doses of endodorphin that sends him to be slightly intoxicated.

A faint smile extending his muscles, only to be wiped out at the sudden drilling, smashing and sparking of the ship. To his knowledge, it was the engine room to which the sound came from... perhaps something wrong with it, as far as he remembers, that place never needed any repairs. Deciding to go by his instincts, he left the room, with his magazine, donning his officer's clothing he wore to appear more dutiful and command obedience of whoever is in his ship.

Inserting the button of his double breasted coat in as he paced down the stairs, he opens the door, jaws a lá dropping at the sight of Naoto and the damage he is doing to his engine room, to which he was actually removing the titanobrium alloy which took the appearance of iron often.

"What are you doing, Herr Shirogane? Sabotaging my ship?" A cryptic voice beckoned out behind the Vice Chief of Science, a little naive really in Zoss's eyes and a bit too young to be a chief of science. Vice chief that is.

[naoto]

"What are you doing, Herr Shirogane? Sabotaging my ship?"
Naoto froze at the sound of Captain Zoss's voice "N-No sir one of the engine crew member reported that the pressure in the Coolant Pipes was going down so we came to see what the problem was
Naoto looked around at the coolant that now covered the floor and glared at his men as they attempted to sneak by the captain
"Shit i'm fucking dead" Naoto thought looking up at the Captain
"Sir i'm really sorry I-I was just tightening the bolts on pipes and one of them came loose and richocheted off the wall I wasn't sabotaging your ship i swear" Naoto said quickly hoping for mercy

[Pon-Pon]

"Sir I am really sorry, I-I was just tightening the bolts on pipes and one of them came loose and richocheted off the wall. I wasn't sabotaging your ship, I swear!"

Oh, so he was fixing his ship now? Yet he freaked out like that, as if he had something to hide. Something dastardly dark and secretive. That puts things to perspectives, at least for Zoss. Reaching for his pocket, he gripped something which pointed out with a round barrel reminiscent to his .357 caliber snubnose. "You know what I do to people who tinker around with my ship, Naoto....?" He said with saucers for eyes, disheaveled darkness brought by the wrath equaling that of Hell or women right through his eye, wrath high with malicious and murderous intents clearly drawn out. Out his pocket his hand slipped with a brandished blackened object.

"I give them Toblerone chocolate." He smiles nonchalantly after that build up of evil and hate of his, an old lady would've died from a heart attack! Handing Naoto the chocolate bar unto his hand, patting it there.

"So Herr Shirogane, what prompted you to tinker with my airship?" Asked the Captain.

[Aloysius Drebbel]

-Topic finished-

Leonard Zoss: (511 Words, Normal RP) 51 Exp, 51 Credits

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