Kip
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Post by Kip on Oct 11, 2007 2:59:26 GMT -5
"Let me see. Plasma manifold is clear. Power-feed is stable."
Kip paused as he checked his control board to make sure all the lights were green.
"Alright. Let's fire this up and see if we did our job right."
Kip sent the signal to Ichi.
"Rodger Dodger Boss." The soccer ball shaped robot spun in place in the Zero-G, before it extended a docking socket and attached to the Beam Cannon that Kip was working on. "San, Ni, Ichi!"
Kip held his breath as he watched the Power Converter fire up. Blue energy began to charge in the firing chamber. He waited until the energy gage reached the maximum output, before he sent the signal to Ichi to shoot at the target.
A lance of blue and purple energy shot out of the barrel, and completely missed the target zone, blasting roughly three feet to the left.
"Shut it down Ichi."
"Yes sir!"
The blue ball disconnected and flew back toward Kip, flapping along with it's 'ears'.
"Zero, run me a diagnostic on the firing system. Why did it hit off-target?"
"Checking."
The black robot's eyes glowed red as it read the data from the test computer.
"There appears to be a circuit jumper missing from Processing Cluster J-12. Boss, I recommend dis-assembling the Targeting Computer. Again."
Kip sighed as he looked over at the small pile of microchips and parts that hadn't made it back into the Cannon.
At least nothing blew up this time.
Still, that poor, poor OZ soldier would have to do without it until he finished getting the bugs out of it.
Oh well. More money for the Guild.
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Kip
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Post by Kip on Oct 12, 2007 19:08:51 GMT -5
Several hours later found Kip running one last scan on the Beam Cannon's computerized systems. He nodded at the information displayed on his terminal.
"OK, San. Send a message to Tyson that the Cannon is repaired, and ready to be shipped back. Make sure to attach the Bill."
"Hai Boss. Message sent."
Kip stood up and stretched, before turned to Ichi and Zero who were playing tag in the Zero-G.
"I'm starving. San, when was the last time I ate?"
"Ten hours ago Sir. I tried telling you at 1900 Hours that you needed food."
Kip groaned as he headed for the door.
"Lets go see what's left in my quarters. I'd rather not go out into the Mall if I can avoid it."
The three robots flew after him, flapping their 'ears' for propulsion.
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Kip
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Post by Kip on Oct 13, 2007 0:03:09 GMT -5
Kip frowned as he hovered upside down in-front of his refrigerator.
"OK. Either I seriously don't remember the last time I got groceries, or someone has been making off with my pudding cups."
Kip growled as he slammed the Fridge closed, using the momentum to send him back toward the door.
"Looks like we're going shopping. Zero, San, and Go. You three can come along." He paused as he looked around the cramped quarters, and sighed. "The rest of your mischievous Haros clean up this mess."
Ichi spun in the air, before raising one flap in salute.
"Aye aye Captain!"
Kip sighed as he went through the hatch.
No matter how many times he scrubbed their speech routines, they always ended up speaking like they were in on some elaborate joke.
If they weren't such a cash cow, he probably would have abandoned the project years ago.
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Kip
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Post by Kip on Oct 13, 2007 23:26:02 GMT -5
Kip, and his tag along Haros glided down the airlock, from his Guild Hangar.
Kip opened the Airlock, then closed it behind himself and the Haros. As he keyed in the access code on the opposite door, the Gravity re-exerted itself.
Kip landed on his feet, but all three Haros somehow managed to land on their heads, and began complaining.
"Konronde shimaimashita!"
Kip sighed, then kicked them with his foot to roll them over.
"You three are pathetic. Come on, let's get to the store as quick as we can. Rather avoid running into anybody."
All three Haros began hopping along behind him, as he walked down the access corridor and it's door, before finally emerging into the Mall.
The Mall was basically a central ring inside of MO-V that held all kinds of shops for it's inhabitants. The majority were food and clothing stores.
Kip growled in frustration. He picked a bad time to hit the Mall. The place was crowded. Too crowded.
He was half tempted to just go back, and try later, but his traitorous stomach chose that moment to remind him that he hadn't eaten for twelve hours now. And the Haros were conveniently blocking his escape path.
"Fine, we'll go to the store."
"Yay!"
Kip sighed, then braced himself. He closed the door, then dived into the crowd, doing his best to try and avoid bumping into anyone. He muttered under his breath the whole way, but managed to get to the closest food store without any major hassles.
"Gonna get your usual Kip?"
Kip paused to control his temper, before nodding toward the stores owner. He sighed as the Haros rushed in, and straight to the main shop counter. They hopped onto it, then turned to stare at the large fish tank behind Finigan, the Shop keeper.
"Hello Zero, San, Go. Watch close. I've got a couple of new fish."
The three Haros squealed in delight, while Kip shook his head, and grabbed a shopping basket.
"Watch the fish, but don't move from that counter you three."
"Hai!"
Kip shook his head again, before heading off to pick out some groceries.
((Konronde shimaimashita = I've fallen.))
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Kip
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Post by Kip on Oct 15, 2007 22:51:28 GMT -5
Kip made the rounds of the store.
His first stop, was the frozen section. He grabbed a few packages of frozen vegetables, and got some frozen beef while he was at it. He paused to look at the ice creams, but passed when he didn't see his favorite.
After a glance at the fruits, he ignored the produce section completely. No plums.
He spent a few minutes strolling through the dry goods isles. He got a new bag of rice, and some flour. He grabbed a few dried herbs, knowing some of them he was running out of. Peanut Butter and Strawberry Jelly. A loaf of bread.
Kip paused as he ran through his mental checklist. He was fairly sure that was everything. Just one more item to get.
He went over to the snack isle. He grabbed a few items that looked good, before zeroing in on his main reason for being here.
Kip's brain took a few minutes to catch up on what his eyes were telling him.
"Nani? Where are my puddings."
Kip spun around and headed for the checkout counter.
"Finigan. I can over look you not having any plums. But not my puddings. You better be pulling my leg."
Finigan chuckled, while the three Haros looked away from the fish, to watch Kip and Finigan.
"Easy there Kip. I got cut my shipment this month."
Kip ground his teeth. He came all the way here, and there was no pudding. It was an outrage. A crime really.
"However, I had a feeling you'd be in. So...." Finigan reached under the counter, and pulled out a case of Pudding Cups. "Saved them, just for you."
Kip glared at Finigan, who began laughing with the Haros, as he began placing the items from his shopping basket on the counter.
"Oh, ha ha ha. Very funny. Ring me up so I can get out of here."
Finigan laughed, as he bagged the groceries.
"You need me to hold these, or is this your only stop today?"
"I'll take them. I just finished a work load of Guild Contracts. Shouldn't get more for a week."
"In that case, Mina's Haro seems to have a small problem. Mind if I send him to you for a check up?"
Kip shrugged.
"She should be home from classes by now, right? Call her, and tell her to meet me at the dock. I'll wait for her."
"You sure about that? Last time she tried to run off with you for a 'Romantic weekend' as I recall."
Kip glared at Finigan.
"That girl needs to get her head out of the stars. Just have her bring Wobble to the dock."
Kip palmed his hand-print for the bill, and grabbed his groceries. He left the store, ignoring Finigan's amused smirk.
Zero, San, and Go hurried after to him.
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Kip
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Post by Kip on Oct 20, 2007 23:02:15 GMT -5
Kip was standing next to a Cargo Hauler, as he confirmed the order with it's driver. His groceries were already stowed away. All he needed now, was a restock of his basic materials for repairs, and to wait for Mina to show up.
The driver looked up, stared behind Kip for a moment.
"Duck."
Kip blinked at the driver, before he spun around. Just in time for Mina to tackle him against the Cargo Hauler.
"KIP!"
Kip growled as he tried to extract himself from the overly expressive girl.
"Mina.... You can let go now."
Kip shuddered as Mina latched onto his arm, and stared at him with that look that always creaped him out.
"Uncle Finigan said you could fix Wobble." She put on the puppy dog eyes, and Kip tried his best not to look at her. "Can I PLEASE come stay with you this weekend while you work on him? Please? I'll be good, I promise. I'll cook for you, I'll clean for you. I'll even do your laundry for you. Please!"
Kip looked to the driver for help. He simply laughed, and drove off, getting the next load for the shuttle.
Traitor. Some help you are.
Kip sighed.
"Look, Mina." He turned to look at her. "You can't come. I have a full work load. I won' be able to bring you back for classes on Monday, and besides. You have classes tomorrow."
Mina continued to stare at him with the Puppy Dog eyes.
"School's closed for the next few days. Instructor Honda had to go to Side 5 for a family Emergency. Classes are suspended till he gets back. Please."
Kip knew it was a mistake, but he finally cracked under her gaze.
"Fine. Get your ass on the shuttle. We'll leave as soon as the last of the parts are loaded."
He paused as he noticed that she had already started tossing suitcases inside. And where was Wobble?
"Mina, where's Wobble?"
"Oh, he's back at Home."
"I thought he was broken?"
"Silly, that was just an excuse."
Kip banged his head against the side of the shuttle, while Mina cheerily hopped aboard. The Driver laughed, as he placed the last load on board.
"She got you good this time Kip."
"Shove it hypocrite. I heard about your wife."
The Driver blushed, and quickly drove off to another dock.
Bakas. Why do they insist on telling me how to live my life, when they can't even control their own.
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Kip
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Post by Kip on Dec 28, 2008 13:38:32 GMT -5
The weekend had been a spectacular disaster for Kip.
Mina had set the kitchen on fire. Twice. Somehow managed to get his washing machine to explode. He wasn't sure what happened, but he was still finding pieces of Nana scattered around his living room, and Mina refused to say what the two of them had been doing while he had been on the Com with a client.
Between Nightmare Mina, and his normal work load, he was amazed that he actually survived long enough, to shove Mina out of his shuttle on Monday morning, before getting another load of materials.
And of course, he had to get ready for the Special Clients who were supposed to be stopping by for a parts order.
He was planning to take them to 2208756. He wasn't sure what had happened on the Asteroid, but there were all kinds of wrecked ships and Mobile Suits caught in it's gravitational pull. He was pretty sure no one else knew of the find, and he wanted to keep it that way as long as possible.
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