[@GingerBoi123] Damien spear-tackles Fanny, knocking the wind out of her, but her breath escapes with the sound of a playful laugh as she latches to his body like a monkey in a tree and they enter the portal together.... [hr] [@Quote5][@CmdrAlfieq] While Ernest is receiving the instructions to dock from MASGC, Fanny is quietly - and somewhat daydream-like again - staring at her station terminal. The terminal displays a small beacon-like dot flashing on the star map, indicating that Ernest's sensors have detected the ship Fanny was looking for. The readout next to the map displays what other information Ernest's sensors can determine about the vessel: The ship is about one lightyear from their position and appears to be dead in space with insignificant energy readings coming from it. One humanoid life form is on board. The ship is also in the direct path of Hany’s Ribbon. Fanny snaps out from her lost-in-thought stare at the terminal and talks to Ernest, but for some reason completely ignores the topic of the endangered ship they had found. “So let’s dock then.” She tells him, and powers down her terminal. A beer, one that looks like one of Ernest’s varieties, appears in her hand. She pops the cap and takes a swig as she walks towards the docking bay doors. “I’m ready to meet this commander. Have you got a drone or something that can come with me, someone who can represent you in the meeting? Maybe the guy that brought me that beer earlier. He was cute.” By the time she finishes talking, maybe Ernest has already docked in G1-4 on board MASGC. In that case, Fanny and whatever drone Ernest has chosen to accompany her, await the doors of MASGC to open and allow them entry. [hr] [@Metatrooper][@GingerBoi123] Again, at the same time Fanny was lost in thought back on board Ernest, Jezebel vanishes, only to reappear inside the hangar of The Tempest, or at least that’s what Tempest’s internal sensors may have determined. As she reappears, a new message is received by Tempest’s bridge systems. [i]“I have unloaded inside you.”[/i] In the hangar, once Jezebel had materialized, her door instantly lifts open and spits out two humanoids, one male, the other one female with her arms and legs wrapped around the male. They exit the craft like a shot out of hell and tumble together across the hangar floor before crashing hard into the wall. At the moment they exit, however, Jezebel vanishes from sight and sensors again. She does not reappear. All that’s left in the hangar are the two people she deposited, Fanny and Damien. When Fanny and Damien come to rest on the hangar floor, Damien is on top of her. Her legs and arms are still wrapped around him. “We have to stop ending up like this.“ She says to Damien laughing. “Is that a weapon sticking into my hip, or are you just very happy to be here?” [hr] [@Quote5] After Ramrod’s message was delivered to Rorod and Rorod severs communication, Ramrod poses his objectionable question to the Forte but doesn’t get an immediate response. His effort to scale the wall for a better look at the view screen is successful, however, and as he takes a close look at the screen - and what is probably a surprise to Ramrod - the view screen itself speaks to him in small frightened, gender-less voice, saying: “Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t complain about me. I’m just doing as I’m told. I don’t want to be any problem to you or anyone else. How’s my resolution? Is the image okay? If you’re having problems seeing it, would you like me to enhance the image for you? I really don’t mind, if that’s what you want. Just please don’t hurt me or scratch my finish.” [hr] [@Doc Doctor] Dino Gavon doesn’t say another word, he just grins at Donny, but not in a friendly kind of way before, under control of the Science Ship Erud that had already locked onto his life signs, Donny along with every item he carries on his person vanishes in flash of white light. A second later, communications officer Cas and Science officer Madot are taken separately aboard the Flagship in the same fashion for medical treatment. [hr] Donny will now find himself on board the city science ship Erud, on a metal bed at the center of a room not much bigger than a common prison cell. The walls, ceiling and three walls of the room are all composed of the same metallic alloy, while one wall appears to be missing. Standing in an adjoining room filled with what would, to Donny, be unfamiliar medical devices, instruments and eight evenly spaced ceiling security turrets, is a tall man in a white overcoat staring in at Donny. The man looks middle-aged, Caucasian with short curly brown hair, beady eyes, hands coupled behind his back, and lacks any expression at all. But once Donny notices him standing there, he opens his mouth to speak in a cold, droned tone: “Welcome to my medical Bay. I’m Dr. Fock. Best you relax. There’s a forcefield erected between us, so attacking me will get you nowhere. Before you are put to sleep and my team administer medical treatment, is there anything we should know – conditions, allergies, etc… apart from the obvious injuries?” While the Doctor is talking, two penny-size valves open up in the opposite corners of the ceiling in Donny’s cell. The sound of slowly escaping gas can be heard. [hr] [@Scorpionius] "You've made the right decision." Fanny says in a comforting tone as she steps out of Malcolm in the quantum bay. Once out, she greets the three geeky mechanics in a way to suggest that she and them were old friends. The three young men also seem very impressed by Malcolm's unique look while Fanny goes onto providing them instruction. She tells them that the car was recently bought by her from a commission company in another sector of town, that she wants to give her new car - who she has already name Malcolm - a full yet discrete quantum makeover, and that she would prefer that they do all the work manually, not with machines, just because she prefers the personal touch. She also requests that they give Malcolm a complete maintenance service, despite the fact that he is fresh off the construction line. The men gladly agree to abide by her wishes and get to work on the Quantum updates first: They are pleasantly surprised to see that Malcolm’s hood opens in a forward fashion, but they don’t waste any time in infusing a slipstream compositor to the carburetor. They then attach quantum energy shield generators (that work interdependently as both anti-gravitational and protective components); two within the casing of Malcom’s passenger and driver door, the other two attached to the inner sides of the hood and trunk. A trans-communicator chip, along with a tiny voice-activated prompt mic, is planted inside Malcolm radio for faster-than-light intergalactic communication. A Temporal infuser is installed beneath Malcolm’s dash, a Quantum Sensory disperser-receptor is installed within Malcolm’s front bumper, and then Omni-directional propulsion cylinders are attached to all four hemispheres of his chassis. These omni-directional cylinders are synchronized with the previously installed Slipstream Generator, and a small aero-anti gravity control devise that is added to the knob of Malcolm’s gearstick, much alike the D-pad on an Xbox controller. None of these additions are any larger than a 5cm in length, and all of them are connected by wireless interface to a new touchpad control panel that is attached to the plate on the right of Malcom’s Handbrake. Lastly, an interactive systems laminate is pasted to the center region of Malcolm’s windscreen. This device is designed to only show up when prompted, and displays a translucent view off all new system interactions. Of course, what the mechanics don’t know is that Malcolm, being what he is, will be able to use any of these systems in the same way he uses any of his original components. In the end, aside from the touch pad on Malcolm’s center console and the small thumb control on the knob of his gear stick, he looks pretty much the same as he did before the work was done… at least from an outside perspective. Note: All new systems are powered by Malcolm’s usual fuel of choice, adapted to work by way of an energy transformer built into the slipstream compositor. Once they’ve done with the updates, the three geeks, with a little assistance from Fanny herself, give Malcolm a complete maintenance service. He’s ready to go, and surprisingly enough, the entire procedure took all of 30 minutes. Fanny thanks the men, who don’t appear to ask her for payment from her, before she gets back in the driver’s seat with a fresh beer in her hand, which just so happened to materialize from nowhere. “So, Malcolm, how do you feel; ready for an adventure of a lifetime? Let’s go stretch your new legs….”