<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208456.msg10522953#msg10522953">Quote from: AmberStarfire on 23-09-2014, 04:52:13</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">GM Post</span><br/>Man's Ruin, Eavesdown Docks, Persephone<br/>Tagging - Astrid<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The welding was slow going, but she was getting the leak nicely sealed. The problem wasn't just in getting to the exact area to weld it correctly, it was to avoid showering the delicate electronics in sparks at the same time. As she got nearer the control interface it became that much more awkward, but she was getting there.<br/><br/>Aaron didn't suddenly materialise and Astrid had no way of hearing the conversation outside the ship, at least until she and Sidney spoke again. Bit by bit, the job was getting done. When she did turn down the flame, there was a distant sound of footsteps on the ship, which suggested Aaron was still getting around.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><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 - Sydney, GM<br/>Wearing - This outfit (http://www.polyvore.com/astrid/set?id=128758502)<br/>Location - Man's Ruin<br/><hr/>Astrid assumed Sydney would stay out of trouble and became thoroughly absorbed in her work. One could hardly deny that she was good at her what she did. She was the best in some parts. Though that didn't mean that bits of it weren't tedious. Like welding for example, one wrong move or lost of focus, and you could either melt the wrong thing, or burn the flesh off your bones. Especially when trying to do tight corners and avoid delicate things, like control panels.<br/><br/>She finally lowered the flame and inspected her work. Making sure she got it good and sealed so it wouldn't leak again, before moving on to inspect the control panel. Goggles off and flame off, her ears cleared as she scooted a seat closer to look. However, she was distracted off her inspection by the distance clang of footsteps on the ship. She turned her head and craned her heck to look towards the entrance of the engine room. "Sydney? Aarron? That one of y'all stomping around?" She called, assuming it was one of the two, since the others probably weren't back from the party yet. It didn't occur to her somebody different might be on the ship.