Toya walked casually along the docks, not paying attention to the sirens, shouts and chases - a slightly vacant look in her eyes and taking the occasional drag from a narcotic cigarette.  She squinted at the name of each ship she came to before finding the one she wanted and doing a slow walk round it as far as she could.  Triton 1A, port engine slightly newer than the right, starboardengine slightly more powerful.  Was going to be a bitch to turn.  Squatting down so she could see under the ship she looked at the manouvering jets.  Totally out of alignment, hopefully the engineer knew his stuff.<br/><br/>She took a last long drag and threw the remains of the smoke to one side.  Holding the smoke for a bit she let it out in one long breath and headed up ramp to the main door.  Banging on it loudly she shouted<br/><br/>"You guys aren't going nowhere without a pilot.  Might as well let me in."