The airlock door lets him in. It's the interior side of the door; the Admiral, apparently, did not bother to include the entire airlock. Jim's halfway glad, because that would be a huge pain in the ass, and halfway a little cautious, because this ship seems to have its share of chaos, and an airlock in between you and the fucked-up stuff going on is never a bad idea.
As soon as Jedao steps over the threshold, he can feel the reduced gravity. 1/2 of what's normal on the Barge.
Jim's inside, looking... not great, but not horrible. Better than he did before he took the nap and had some coffee. And a little less droopy than he was in full-grav. His usual jumpsuit has 'BERATNAS GAS' on it, but this one has 'Tachi' on the shoulder.
"Coffee?" he asks, turning to lead Jedao towards the central ladder. It smells like coffee in there, since Jim's just made some. He doesn't feel the need to be stingy, since the Admiral's resupplying.
It's about now that Jedao will start realizing that this isn't some beat-up gas freighter. And there's a good chance he'll recognize MCRN -- stenciled everywhere -- as the Martian Congressional Republic Navy.
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As soon as Jedao steps over the threshold, he can feel the reduced gravity. 1/2 of what's normal on the Barge.
Jim's inside, looking... not great, but not horrible. Better than he did before he took the nap and had some coffee. And a little less droopy than he was in full-grav. His usual jumpsuit has 'BERATNAS GAS' on it, but this one has 'Tachi' on the shoulder.
"Coffee?" he asks, turning to lead Jedao towards the central ladder. It smells like coffee in there, since Jim's just made some. He doesn't feel the need to be stingy, since the Admiral's resupplying.
It's about now that Jedao will start realizing that this isn't some beat-up gas freighter. And there's a good chance he'll recognize MCRN -- stenciled everywhere -- as the Martian Congressional Republic Navy.