11-01-2015, 10:56 PM
"Okay, try it now." Tim says to the pad technician that was on duty. He fired up the magnetic locks, and a remote shuttle proceeded to land on it, the landing gear clicking into place. "Alright, everything seems to be in order," Tim says turning to walk away. "Go easy on the pad next time, okay? We have three more months before replacements get here. I don't want to have to keep fixing it every other week." With that, Tim walked down the catwalk, glancing out the entrance to the bay. Through the environment shield, he could see Marx's heavily damaged ship. "Jeez, I wonder what happened to him." Tim muttered to himself. He exited the landing bay, pushing through the crowded hallway, heading for the head Mechanic's office.