Who: Loki and TK Where: Control room What: I really don't know When: Sunday afternoon Rating: Low? Open: If you have a reason Status: Unfinished It felt like he had not been in this room for years and yet he remembered everything. He brought the controls to active life; consoles were loaded and screens depicted the current state of the station. For everyone experienced with the operation of a ship, they were intuitive enough. He had been over the log books, the fate of the people here had been due to reckless leadership. It wouldn't have happened if he had been in charge. Judgement errors and weakness had filled the screen.
Now he was going over the list of the remaining ships. Catalogue anything that might be of use and mark what he might want to hide from mortal eyes. He had heard of Banner's appalling flying skills. It had been due to his brother's recklessness that he had been allowed to drive. No, he did not want to have a ship crash into his home due to the incompetence of the Midgardians.