Sled Clean 5
Out Out OUT!! Out you icky bugs, go find another sled to terrorize today, this one is mine mine mine I say! I know a nice recycling unit you can play in...that is until they squish you like the bugs you are.. *insert evil laugh here* Eww they were even in your sheets... icky icky icky!! Hey Singer, I hope you weren't 'antsy' while in the ranges...you know...'buggin' out...getting 'grasshoppin' mad... *hee* Let's see here.. I cleaned the front of the sled, resheeted your bunk, vaccuumed and cleaned the floor, got rid of the termites, discovered the world peace you'd tucked away in your sled...*blink* world peace?? where'd that come from??!! Naughty singer naughty...keeping world peace from the world...
Sled Clean 6
Dirty: All in all, this sled doesn't actually look that bad. You'd hardly know this singer had been to the Cliffs of Doooom! and back. For the most part, it's just 'the usual mess'... lots of dirty socks, most of them apparently for the left foot, and the sheets are quite rumpled. The catering unit is responding to every request with its error-beep rendition of Beethoven's Fifth, and seems to be empty besides. The sanitary, of course, is the worst--the toilet has become a science project, and spilled soap makes the floor so slippery that a bumped head is almost a certainty.... just a remnant of all the danger on that claim.
Clean: The recruit who cleaned this sled must have had a good eye for finding lost things. Firstly, she managed somehow to find /all/ the missing socks, although they weren't in any condition to be used again so she had to dispose of them in the hazardous waste container, the men who came in to check out the science project in the sanitary unit, told her to use. The science project caused quite a stir when one of the men fell and got a /huge *bonk* on his head. The recruit did like the rendition of Beethoven's Fifth though, she was humming it the rest of the day. She asked a sledtech and they fixed the catering unit so it now works properly. Whatever the scientists found in the toilet must have been impressive, they came out blabbering and chattering about it being a new organism or something or other. This recruit was only concerned with getting fresh, crisp and clean sheets on the bed and everything else straighten up to guild regulations. The last thing the recruit did in the sled was make sure /all/ the soap was cleaned out of the sanitary unit and scrub and scrub the whole thing til it shined. The air smells of the spring rain cleaner the recruit used (much better than that icky pine stuff).
Sled Clean 7
Dirty: As the hatch opens, the foetid odour of the sled is able to escape. At first, it seems centred around the pile of used food trays, but moving further into the sled reveals that discarded clothing thrown into the ablution area has led to minor blockages, from silt and mud residues. The floor of the sled is liberally sprinkled with grit and mud, and discarded shipsuits are sprawled over the trash compactor. The sled's occupant has clearly chosen to eat, sleep, and cut for the duration of their time in the ranges, without allowing distractions such as washing to hinder their productivity.
Clean: No one should work this hard. Ristafel needs a vacation if the condition of his sled is any indication. Doing his duty this recruit applied every know skill available to remove the foetid odor in this sled. Pine scent was not nearly enough and lemon scent was to weak. The recruit even went as far as to consult Siva's Bum for an anitdote to this odor. All was for not it would seem as he finally found the perfect solution to the odor problem. He found stuck in a dark corner of the stores room a can of super industrial strength new sled smell. The entire sled was sprayed with this scent after a most complete cleansing of course, leaving it smelling brand new. Well almost. Nothing not even new sled scent was going to get rid of the scent of the smell of home cooked curried rice that wafts from the cartering unit. Wonder what the recruit stuffed in there. The discared clothes have been freshly laundered and mended. All folded neatly and put away in the proper places. The ablution area was subjected to a snake to clear the silt and mud residue. All the food trays were sent out and replaced with fresh choices in the catering unit. Even the bed was treated with the utmost respect and made with clean linens the corner turned down. If Ristafel will not take a vacation then maybe the comfy looking bed will lure him into at least taking a nap.
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