<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/33/Zoeydeschannel.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Astrid Zachrison</strong></span>,<em>Mechanic</em><br/>2519, present evening<br/>Eavesdown Docks, Persephone<br/>Tagging - those heading for the party, Sydney<br/>Wearing - This outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/astrid/set?id=128758502)<br/>Location - Man's Ruin<br/><hr/>Astrid didn't half know what to make of some of them. The short haired woman was nice enough and knew how to work connections, but extremely odd. The other two women seemed more quiet. Santiago was a little off putting and seemed to stare at her a little too much. But also seemed to be involved with the doctor. The captain and Sydney were laid back though, and she hadn't seen much of Aaron. All in all, there seemed to be no one there she couldn't work with.<br/><br/>Santiago came and put his hand on her shoulder and said something about having faith in her. "Er. Thanks." She replied somewhat awkwardly before Sydney's voice came on. "You don't be gunning the engine or nothin'." She replied to the pilot before shifting her focus to Samson who had just marched in ans sent the others out.<br/><br/>"Sure thing, Captain." She told him happily. "We all goes well and I get the parts Babs got fitted in nicely, I might just have her running by the time you get back. Maybe. Then it'll be up to Sydney to prove he knows what he's doing." She giggled