#repair-form

[swan-and-bolts]

How the fuck can you drink that swill?

— @copilotjimmy

The fuck you mean swill?

[swan-and-bolts]

“HI OTHER VERSION OF SWANSEA! NICE TO MEET YOU!!”

- @copilot-daisuke

Oh great, there’s more of them.

Hello, Daisuke. Nice to meet you.

[swan-and-bolts]

*Jon hummed as he walked, he managed to convince Swansea to let him shadow him today since Daisuke would be busy with something else

When he reached the maintenance door, he could hear Swansea working on something on the other side, He took a breath and with a surprisingly little amount of hesitation, he knocked and

… What was he doing again?

Jonny blinked, rubbing his unbandaged eye for a moment before looking around at the weird halls he was standing in before looking up at the door in front of him*

Main’tanance..? *the child, around six or seven, tilted his head in confusion as he grabbed the front of his overalls*

-📗 @theman-withthe-dustpan

Swansea hears nothing more then a knock at maintenance door, which he put down the tools he was just holding and head over. Opening the door.. He’s greeted with a child, not with someone who he’s been expecting. He’s waiting for Jon, so the guy could shadow him and watch how to do some maintenance.

“What the hell?” He mumbled, staring down for a moment.

He then peaked his head out further into the hall and glanced around, as if someone would show up and claim this random kid. But after a moment of nothing, he glanced back down.

“This ship is not safe for a kid. Let alone managing to bring one on a ship.” He grumbled, mainly to himself. “Come on in, I guess. Not much safer around tools but at least I can supervise you.”

[ @theman-withthe-dustpan ]

[swan-and-bolts]

"Hi. Hello. I've been told you were given a seal plushie and encouraged to come say hello."

Another seal plushie is held up.

"I have one too. His name is Booper. I... didn't know how else to initiate conversation with you. How are you?" -☆

[☆hiiii i've been lurking]

“Is there something special about these seal plushies? I thought I was the only one?” He questioned, raising an eyebrow. His own is held up, showing it off. “Or are they some big deal?” He hoped not, didn’t need to be bothered a lot because of a gift. He’d just keep it in his quarters, if so. “You named yours?” Reminded him of his kids when they were younger.

“But, hello. I’ve been good, doing some repairs around the ship. As usual. Nothing spectacular had happened recently.” A light shrug came from him. “How about you? How are you?”

[swan-and-bolts]

Hey boss, m1ssed ya

- 🪓 @c10s3-y0ur-3y3s

Dakisuke? You look.. Different.

[swan-and-bolts]

"Hey, Swansea... Um, would you mind if I borrowed that breadboard in Utility? I don't really need it, but... I sorta want to make some kind of circuitry. It's been a while since I've done anything really hobby-ish, so..."

[Ivan shifts his weight from one foot to the other. He seemed nervous.]

"If not, that's totally fine, by the way! I was just curious..."

-@biiologoly

He stared at him. Why did everyone approach him with a bit of nerves? He didn't bite, at least not at anyone specific.. "Yeah, sure. Not exactly using it right now. Don't want anyone getting bored on this ship, god knows how long this trip is. Better then using a gameboy to pass the time." He idly stated.

[swan-and-bolts]

Little spoon or big spoon?

Big spoon. I’m a hungry bastard, I’m not dealing with a smaller spoon for the same amount of food.

[swan-and-bolts]

*Jon knocked on the utility room door, glancing along the empty hallways as he waited. He knew he could technically come and go as he pleased, it was part of his job after all, but still he waited until the door opened*

Ah- Swansea, *he smiled also sheepishly* I’m sorry to bother You again but um, The lights in the bathroom aren’t working..

- 📗 @theman-withthe-dustpan

The door didn’t take long to open, with eyes glancing at Jon. He leaned lightly against the doorway. “Evening, Jon.” He greeted, before nodding. “Right, sounds like it’s being faulty again.” He mumbled, heading briefly back inside to grab his toolbox.

“Was it not working when you went in there? Or anything I should know?” He questioned from inside, soft rummaging and him grabbing a few things that could be heard. He soon reappeared at the doorway, with a spare lightbulb in hand and the other holding the toolbox.