Gloves

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Teeth shrugged. He didn't agree with Dresden or Jackdaw, not really--he was here for a reason, after all, had to be a quality technician or he wouldn't be here. But still, he could absolutely understand their apprehension. He didn't speak in defense of either group--he didn't, personally, think either one was handling themselves well. He certainly knew that most new techies didn't immediately jump into altering the machinery of every person on board, Dresden was right about that, but at the same time he was in the war room, so it was hard to completely write him off.

Quietly, Teeth waved a bit, shrugging lightly and scooting off.

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Dresden shrugged. "He can prove himself the way the rest of us did--by not demanding to jack with our personal property." Still, she lifted two fingers in her customary wave, and stepped lazily out of the room. She wasn't Ground Team, after all--missions like this, the land-and-sort-it-out-variety, were pretty much just extra shore leave for her except instead of getting on the shore and being on leave she can just hide in her room. Almost as good.

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Dresden as well nodded, but similarly felt her own stance was viable--there were better ways to show you could do your job than demanding access to personal property, after all, and reasonable as he felt his offer, she felt it otherwise. Still, PR was never her strong suit--one of the only reasons she wasn't higher up on the metaphorical totem pole than she was now. Which she was perfectly fine with--her superiors respected her ability enough to just leave her to it, and while she mostly just did basic maintenance work, she liked it. Mindless, simple, gave her mind time to wander.

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I'm pretty sure all of Jack's stuff is in one system, part of her armor--like I don't think she has or needs a separate wrist computer

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Dresden's brow furrowed a bit, head cocking, confused.. "You--you realize this is professional right? You have professionally shown me exactly zero of the skills you think you have, as opposed to most of the other techies on this ship who have professionally proven to me personally to be competent. Professionally prove yourself and I'll professionally let you touch my stuff, but until then stop acting like I should just be wowed by your presence here. Once you're on the Dawn, just being good enough to get here isn't impressive anymore. We all did that."

She was---well, maybe not a professional person, but not a dumbass, and quick to offend when someone implied she was. Everything she said was accurate--he'd sauntered on and shown them he ... could work a computer. The Demon was pickier than that with people she let do her laundry.

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Dres rolled her eyes a bit, turning slightly towards Taerys. "Yeah, so were all of us--picked cause where we're from, we're top of the top, best of the best. But now we're on the Dawn, where we start off worst of the worst out of this group, and we all gotta learn it sometime 'til we earn not being it anymore. You lot can do whatcha like, but I'm not ground team, and the new guy isn't touchin' my stuff." It really wasn't ... well, probably not personal, hard to tell with this girl sometimes. She didn't like the look of him, at least, didn't liek how quickly he'd decided he was an authority, how he acted like he was automatically a friend to everyone, automatically anything more than their coworker.

But she didn't get a say in much of anything he did, other than that he wasn't touching her stuff.

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Dresden raised a hand, there--lightly, almost mockingly, and tossed out a quick, "This guy's been on the boat for ten minutes, he's not touching my stuff. Should somebody not be getting an actual experienced tech to patch the wrist comps?"

For those who hadn't noticed yet, Dresden was prone to disliking people.

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Teeth and Dresden were quiet through the thing--Teeth glanced a bit when Ryder sat near him, but for the most part focused on the mission at hand. Neither of the two was much of a techie--they could work what they needed to to make their jobs function, but past that, pretty much nonexistent. On top of that, neither was really ground team--they both felt it was less their place to speak than the others.

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Teeth raised a hand lightly--just off the table at the wrist, but still, and he turned slightly in his chair to address Jackdaw as well as the rest of the room. "Well, we can't just discredit the disappearance of an entire colony. Stolen property is important, yes, but this could be a sign of a bigger threat. If this was just the first attack, doing nothing could just invite more in." He spoke a bit differently in business talk--nothing drastic, of course, this was Teeth after all and there probably wasn't a word he could say without friendship leaking out the pores of it, but he talked about the options like a diagnosis--pragmatic and blunt.

Dresden waved her tail lightly, barbed tip gesturing at the Seron man. "I vote the horror movie waiting to happen too--certainly sounds the most exciting." Her grin flashed, a dangerous, wild edge to it.

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Teeth offered a small wave to each of the newly entered ship-members, a friendly thing in place of the smile he would've worn if he could. Being Teeth, he liked literally everyone who was there--granted he was still getting to know them, but still, he could tell they weren't really bad people. Just who he was.

Dresden, on the other hand, simply curled her tail closer to herself around her feet--didn't want the big thing stepping on it, after all. In contrast to Teeth, she didn't care much for anyone there--most of them weren't actively disliked, but still. Just who she was, as well.

"This everybody, right? We gonna get started?" she queried, cocking a brow at Varus.