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[TheBiggerFish]

Alan heads for either the cockpit or the middle of the ship (control room) and inspects the displays and-or controls.
"Still hackable.
Also still useless in a vacuum."

[Dustan Hache]

"obviously you have never been caught in the center of a rogue nanite cluster then."
"Also, why would we be using them in space?"

[Sanure]

"Why won't the Earth Clod be silent for once..." Periw is annoyed.

Samus is remaining outside, attempting to work on the Power Armor.

[crazyabe]

Finsib looks at the controls of the ship for a moment
"Nope definitely not a magic powered Gnomish spell-Jammer space ship..."

[TheBiggerFish]

"obviously you have never been caught in the center of a rogue nanite cluster then."
"Also, why would we be using them in space?"

"Because we're in a spaceship?  Because drop pods?  Because explosive decompression in a key area?  Because I can't believe someone WOULDN'T want to use nanobots in space at some point?

Yes, Fisnib, this is SCIENCE!"
Yo Sanure, ship control panel, please.

[Shadestyle]

Dackly approaches Big Daddy.

"Samus seems to be having trouble with her armor, I figure if she had the parts from that armor you had, it might be much easier, and it doesn't seem to fit you or your kid."

"We probably need all the help we can get, But I understand if you have other plans for it."

[SOLDIER First]

Eirika approaches Samus.
"What's wrong with your armor? Surely it would still offer some protection, even if it's a little damaged."

[Twinwolf]

Anna is with the Samus group.

[Dustan Hache]

"space ships and orbital drop pods have the nanites programmed in a atmosphere, then released into the void to do their job based on- hang on a second, how do you know about our tech?!
raise my SABR and level it with his head, angry with the metamancer's absurd amount of knowledge on tech he had not even revealed.

[TheBiggerFish]

"space ships and orbital drop pods have the nanites programmed in a atmosphere, then released into the void to do their job based on- hang on a second, how do you know about our tech?!
raise my SABR and level it with his head, angry with the metamancer's absurd amount of knowledge on tech he had not even revealed.

Alan appears genuinely confused.
==Action==
Alan puts up a Kinetic Shell around himself.
"What?  That was all speculative or based on generally knowing about the concept of spaceships.
And general sci-fi stuff, but seriously."
((Yeah, seriously, I have no metaknowledge here.  I wasn't particularly aware that there was metaknowledge to HAVE.
Except apparently I speculate rather accurately.))

[crazyabe]

*Thunk* Finsib Knocks ENG's SABR out of line with Alan's head by bashing ENG's hands with his staff
"Stop that, We don't need murder at this moment."

[TheBiggerFish]

"Holy carp, he's actually sane.  Give me a few seconds to process that."
Alan stumbles over to a nearby chair and collapses into it.  He may need smelling salts.

[Dustan Hache]

"The hell it was! You know far too much for some damn webcomic! Now start explaining or I am going to see to it this ship gets some drastic redecorating!"

he would be starting to slip into his martial trance ((for the republic)) as he prepares to off the man who ran his mouth a little too far. He would also ignore the man who just tried to knock his weapon out of line by moving it into hipfire position.

[TheBiggerFish]

Alan is quite clearly protected by a Kinetic Shell but unconscious.

[crazyabe]

*THUNK* *THUNK* *THUNK* FInsib is bashing ENG over the head with his staff, as fast as he can
". . ."