[In response he immediately holds both arms up as wide as he can to show off as much of the hideous jumpsuit as he can.]
Standard issue Goddard Futuristics jumpsuit, for all your sci-fi needs. Whether it's for a scientific, exploratory or disciplinary nature, you'll be the star of the runway in this day-glo orange wedgie machine.
[One of which he pointedly and gracelessly removes before he bounces up the stairs to the Enclosure two at a time.]
Come on, Romero!
[Because he's already inside and very quickly into the room's mic:]
The U.S.S. Hephaestus, dayyyyyy four hundred and forty-eight, all situations nominal please.
[So by the time Roman gets there, it's the inside of a spaceship, opening from a random doorway into the bowels of a ship - and it's exactly the kind of rinky-dink sci-fi bullshit you'd think. It's surprisingly spacious, symmetrical on all sides for ease of use because, surprise Roman, there's no gravity! And the hallway they've entered into had a huge, inches-thick plexiglass window that looks out onto a red dwarf, huge given the proximity of the ship itself, that casts the entire inside of the ship in an eerie red glow.
And, true to Eiffel's word, it's not very warm. Not freezing, sure, but below 70 Fahrenheit? Absolutely.]
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Standard issue Goddard Futuristics jumpsuit, for all your sci-fi needs. Whether it's for a scientific, exploratory or disciplinary nature, you'll be the star of the runway in this day-glo orange wedgie machine.
[One of which he pointedly and gracelessly removes before he bounces up the stairs to the Enclosure two at a time.]
Come on, Romero!
[Because he's already inside and very quickly into the room's mic:]
The U.S.S. Hephaestus, dayyyyyy four hundred and forty-eight, all situations nominal please.
[So by the time Roman gets there, it's the inside of a spaceship, opening from a random doorway into the bowels of a ship - and it's exactly the kind of rinky-dink sci-fi bullshit you'd think. It's surprisingly spacious, symmetrical on all sides for ease of use because, surprise Roman, there's no gravity! And the hallway they've entered into had a huge, inches-thick plexiglass window that looks out onto a red dwarf, huge given the proximity of the ship itself, that casts the entire inside of the ship in an eerie red glow.
And, true to Eiffel's word, it's not very warm. Not freezing, sure, but below 70 Fahrenheit? Absolutely.]