02-05-2016, 02:34 AM
Johnny sho sat in what seemed a magnetically clamped chair, cycling again through all security systems on a nearby terminal, he WAS security after all, It'd pay if he knew how to do every part of his job. And so he'd been spending most of the time on the ship between eating or exercising aerobics or sleeping in his room the past number of days sitting at a security terminal, reading and attempting to memorize every single security precept run in the ship.
From door lockups, to hull breach protocols, all the way to airlock cycling and internal sensors monitoring. He didn't need to know how to read all the information from every system, just how to make sure only the people that should, can. He had to know these things, for the safety of the crew, who amounted to, as close as he could find, what would be his new family. But his mind flickered to more petty concerns now: These chairs were ill fit for the small avali frame; he believed he may be getting a rash beneath his coat from the constant sitting. But eh, he'd been shot and stabbed before, nothing that'd bother him.
//Extended period studying ship systems and memorizing security.
From door lockups, to hull breach protocols, all the way to airlock cycling and internal sensors monitoring. He didn't need to know how to read all the information from every system, just how to make sure only the people that should, can. He had to know these things, for the safety of the crew, who amounted to, as close as he could find, what would be his new family. But his mind flickered to more petty concerns now: These chairs were ill fit for the small avali frame; he believed he may be getting a rash beneath his coat from the constant sitting. But eh, he'd been shot and stabbed before, nothing that'd bother him.
//Extended period studying ship systems and memorizing security.