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A rather sweet problem...
Late nights in Ten Forward are normally quiet. Between the shift changes between nights and days, the lounge is normally deserted as anyone not working is sleeping.
It's 03:36, and there's some movement in Ten Forward by one of the replicators. Lit up by the lights of a removed panel is one Peter Quill. He's currently removing isolinear program chips from the main panel of the replicator, constantly referring to a piece of paper in his other hand.
He's reprogramming the machine.
Eventually, he's done, grunting as he replaces the panel and clapping his hands together, grinning.
"Alright. Computer?" Acknowledging beep. "Uh... Xandarian Whisky."
There's a further beep... And then small multicoloured orbs start pouring from the replicator. On the other side of the lounge, the other replicator starts pouring out similar orbs. Quill's eyes widen.
"Holy shit...!"
And that panel is getting removed again.
"Computer! Stop!"
"Unable to comply. Standard command and control functions have been tampered with."
"Aw... Hell!"
And now he's going to be trying to reverse what he's done... As the room slowly starts to fill with Skittles and M&Ms.
It's 03:36, and there's some movement in Ten Forward by one of the replicators. Lit up by the lights of a removed panel is one Peter Quill. He's currently removing isolinear program chips from the main panel of the replicator, constantly referring to a piece of paper in his other hand.
He's reprogramming the machine.
Eventually, he's done, grunting as he replaces the panel and clapping his hands together, grinning.
"Alright. Computer?" Acknowledging beep. "Uh... Xandarian Whisky."
There's a further beep... And then small multicoloured orbs start pouring from the replicator. On the other side of the lounge, the other replicator starts pouring out similar orbs. Quill's eyes widen.
"Holy shit...!"
And that panel is getting removed again.
"Computer! Stop!"
"Unable to comply. Standard command and control functions have been tampered with."
"Aw... Hell!"
And now he's going to be trying to reverse what he's done... As the room slowly starts to fill with Skittles and M&Ms.
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Yuna hears the muffled sounds of shouting as she passed by the longue and changes her course to get a closer look. It was mostly empty which was what she expected but there were drinks being poured from all of the replicators and someone shouting. She didn't know what he was trying to do but she was curious to find out.
She ran up behind him and leaned over to look at his work. "What did you break?"
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"Now ain't the time for me to explain myself." He mumbles under this breath. "Warning. Replicator voice command system offline."
This earns the replicator unit a smack on the side, and a "Shaddap."
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She had a way to make it stop but she didn't want to break anything, granted if she did it right it would just be a burnt fuse that could easily be replaced.