"YeeeeeOW! D@MN IT!" Stranger storms off towards the autodoc after a circuit that he was working on bit back. "I'm going to kill whichever moronic shipyard manager let some trainee vac-for-brains work on my navcomp." After having his navcomp up and die on him in the middle of a ion storm in Odia, Stranger was happy to be alive. Unfortunately he was very pissed to find that not only did the stupid thing just shut off and fry but it took a few other circuits with it. Being lost is no fun and many a pilot has never been seen of again but being lost and having a ship that will only spin counter-clockwise and do nothing else is just too much.

Stranger kicks an empty ration box out of his way on his way back and sits back down. "I swear someone is out to kill me. Ether that or God has a sick sense of humor and I'll find him laughing whenever I show up."

/me tips his hat at the thousands year old, old Terran, Depeche Mode reference.
Excuse me while I make a request on radio TGFT.

Ghostie giggled as he held up a wire from a pillar behind stranger.

:p