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#ResearchCamp – April 19, 2016
Uvena | "I wouldn't call standing near that hole for hours patrolling," she says with a sheepish smile.
Jasper returns a few moments later with a large coffee thermos and an even larger grin. "I present to you: The Jasperberry Mk3.7!" he says, raising the thermos over his head. "A fruity blend made ta' put ya on yer bottom in three sips or less!"
Nathan makes to nudge Uvena with his elbow, before looking to Jasper. "Jasperberry?" He chuckles. "Is that trademarked? And you forget, my friend, I am german! It'll take at least four sips. Perchance even five!
Uvena smirks. "I think I'll have two sips, then," she says. "One of us has to do the talking should the research lead or Harmonia stop by."
Nalota is laying on her back in her bed, staring at the ceiling/bunk above. She is ontop of her blanket, and still in the researcher attire.
Jasper unscrews the cap and a horrible smell instantly begins to overwhelm the senses, vaguely fruity. "Go on now! Have yerself some!" He lifts the thermos to his face and breathes it in, giving a loud, satisfied sigh. He thrusts the thermos outward between Uvena and Nathan.
Nathan grimaces slightly as the odor smacks him straight in the senses, but he takes the thermos regardless. He examines it skeptically for a moment before taking a sip.
It tastes pretty much just like it smells. Horrible, overwhelming and vaguely fruity, but it definitely has some power behind it.
Jasper stares at Nathan, anxiously awaiting his reaction. "Eh!? Eh!? Kicks like a krogan with steel-toed boots, don't it!?"
Nathan starts coughing violently, slamming the thermos against the table. "Holy-" he starts to retch, but manages to control it for the moment. "T-that's some serious fucking punch...".
Jasper punches at the air as Nathan says the word 'punch', seeming happy with Nathan's reaction. "Yer dang tootin'! Go on!" he says, gesturing to Uvena, "Toss some a' that down yer talk-hole! Put hair on yer-... Uhh..." he looks over Uvena, furrowing his brow for a moment, ".............Head tentacles......?"
Uvena chuckles, grimacing at the smell. "I'd... rather not have hair on them," she says, taking a guess at what he meant. She reaches for the thermos cup regardless, and brings it up to her lips. She takes a tentative sip, and slowly puts the cup back on the table. A coughing fit follows after she swallows the liquid, with the occasional retch. "Goddess," she mutters.
Jasper gives an enthusiastic cheer. "Jasperberry! Few more years an' it'll be on every shelf in Freedom Falls! You jus' wait an' see!"
Nathan coughs again, a stray tear running down his cheek. "...Yeah... you aim for the stars, Jasp," he says with a strained smile.
Uvena forces a smile, as she's still feeling the after taste. "It really did hit as hard as advertized," she says before standing up. "I suppose I should get back to work. Maybe Korio wants to try it."
Jasper nods to Uvena as he returns to the table and grabs the thermos, taking a sip of his own. A high-pitched 'woopwoopwoop' escapes him before he shakes his head and slams the thermos down. He stomps his right foot three times before turning back to the asari. "You go 'head an' ask him. I ain't stingey with my product."
Tarkus enters the prefab once the airlock has pressurised itself. He takes his helmet off and begins to walks to the mess to get himself a bite to eat.
Nathan shakes his head with a chuckle and looks to Uvena, smiling softly to her. "Don't work too hard," he says. "I'll come and take over for you once I've got the suit back up to standard."
Uvena nods. "Thank you," she says, returning the smile. She doesn't say anything more before opening the door to the bunk room and walking through.
Jasper gives Uvena a wave and gives a nod to Tarkus as he makes his appearance. "Heya, Tark." he says.
Tarkus gives a nod to Jasper "Jasper, hope those fish did not give you too much trouble." He states to the old man.
Jasper sighs loudly. "You have no idea... That was-.... well, quite an experience..." he sighs, reaching for his thermos and taking another sip of the disgusting liquid. He stomps his leg a couple more times and shakes off the effects.
Tarkus nods at both of the humans "Well, at least you two are still standing. Could have been much worse."
Tarkus gives a cough "Well you two rest up, we will probably need everyone at their best." He pauses for a moment "Or close to it."
Jasper sighs and shakes his head. "Ain't no rest fer the wicked, Tark. We're gon' go scavenge what we can off them beat-up mechs an' see 'bout fixin' up Ten's suit. You up fer joinin' us? Could use an extra set a' hands out there."
Jasper caps off his brew once more and nods to Tarkus. "Well, soon as yer ready ta tear apart some mechs, we'll get to it." He glances over to Nathan, "Sound good to you?"
Tarkus nods at the both of them "Well, meet you out there. I'm going to grab some lovely nutrient paste." His words about nutrient paste was clearly a lie.
Jasper frowns. "You-... uhh... enjoy that, Tark." he says, scooping up his thermos before heading back towards his bunk to put it away. "We'll catch ya when yer done." he shouts as he shoves the container under his pillow.
Jasper returns to the airlock and begins the clunky process of resuiting up. "I hate this thing..." he mutters.
Nathan heads to the airlock and retrieves his helmet. He lets out a small whine as his HUD fails to display, instead only crackling. "Motherfucker...".
Jasper locks his helmet in place and reaches out, patting Nathan on the shoulder. "It'll be good as new in no time." he assures him, assuming his cussing comes from a result of a helmet malfunction. He steps into the airlock and waits for Nathan to join him before letting it do its thing.
Nathan follows Jasper, nodding dejectedly. "A few of the sensor modules from the probes spares should do it for the helmet. A recharge for the cell and swapping out a few of the components from the mechs to my suit should do it.