Desperate times calls for desperate measures...
[ Let's not address this blog, okay? Okay. We're fine. This is just a random person, yippee. DO NOT ADDRESS ME PLEASE. — 🦢 ]
(let's pretend nav has closable doors in game.. for the plot..)
Doctor Blue had just come from storage after a small talk with Black and Cyan, checking to make sure the two were okay after they brought in and examined boxes upon boxes of fuel for the mission.
“Is Captain the only person I haven't talked to today?”
They wondered to themselves as they walked to navigation, seeing the doors closed. They walked towards it and knocked gently to announce their presence to whoever may be inside (likely Red, if they were to guess from the sounds within), waiting until the mechanism opened automatically before calling out to the captain.
“I hope I am not bothering you! I came to check in, I hope that's quite alright.”
— @askdoctorblue ✦๑°
NOT AGAINNNNN!
Red groaned and threw their controller on the ground, slumping in their chair at the sight of the "Game Over.." screen. They really thought they were gonna win this time — they were so close!
Jeez, Red.. Get yourself together. You're the captain, you're capable, you're supposed to be a master at th-
They nearly jumped upon hearing the Doctor's sexy ass voice behind them, standing up and cursing frantically as they pressed all kinds of buttons so the screen would disappear. Red sat back down on the seat, spinning it towards Blue.
O-OH! Haha, Heyyy, Doctor. I didn't hear you there.. ha. ha. ha. Umm, well, what brings you here today?
Red nervously turned the seat away to skim their Captain's Handbook, carelessly throwing it underneath their chair before spinning back to look at Blue.
The knowledge that they somehow managed to fumble that bad.. right in front of THE Doctor Blue was beyond just embarrassing. They couldn't believe they let that happen.. Surely Blue didn't see it, though?
I am very, ahem, "busy" with Captainly duties.. of course.
