All the gauges were fine in this blimp. He had to spend an enormous amount of time on the other one, due to the fact that none of these bird-brained people could understand the delicate information of engineering. But, oh well...he couldn't exactly fault them...after all, they thought living in a forest and doing nothing would keep them safe from the world. So he really didn't have any high expectations with them when it came to making and maintaining the blimps. Luckily a handful was able to grasp certain simple concepts...so maybe it wasn't all for lost.<br/><br/>The Dvergar had to get back up to his feet because he found a loose screw in one of the air pipes. It would have been nice to not have hot air blow out of the pipe and not into the blimp...since, that was kind of a big deal to keep flying. He put his wrench back into his tool belt and picked up his clipboard again before he heard the crash of the tool box being knocked over.<br/><br/>Almost on instinct, he grabbed the hammer and plasma torch from his tool belt and jumped, turning in mid-air, to face the direction of the sound. BUt upon seeing his guest, he blinked his good eye...his rune eye twisting and glowing brighter as he made it zoom focus onto the thin Avari woman.<br/><br/><i>How long has she been there?</i>He wondered to himself and then shrugged, putting the 'weapons' back in their place. As he did so, he called," 'ey! Girl? What are ye doin' down here? It's not safe fer t'ose who don't know what t'ey are doin'. What do ye want?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>