<div align="center"><strong>-=Anwar, Mechanical Engineer - The Gamble, Engine Room=-</strong></div><br/>Before Griff had parted company with him, Jack had stopped to tell him one last thing about his new mechanical candidate.  "Griff, before you go, there is one thing I think I should mention about the kid.  He's had some kind of trainin'."  A veteran soldier had ways of recognizing when someone had been military trained, and Jack had seen a few things since meeting the boy.  "When I met him, he saved my bacon from a bunch that thought to rob me one night.  Four guys, Griff, and they got the drop on me and put me down 'cause I had my hands full.  Kid comes outta nowhere, like a gorram ghost, and put these guys down in seconds without even gettin' touched, and I'm fairly certain at least one of 'em weren't gettin' back up."  Jack pursed his lips a bit.  "Helped me up and asked if I was okay, so I offered him dinner as payment.  That's how I learned he was a mechanic and wanted to make some money to get offworld, so I gave him a job.  Least I could do after he kept Diane from bein' pretty much alone to take care of things..."<br/><br/>With a shrug, Jack gave Griff a clap on the shoulder.  "Anyway, I ain't tried to pry too much, but I'm thinkin' he's a bit troubled.  Kid needs someone he can trust.  That's why I want you to take him.  You need the mechanic, he needs to get away from here, and I'd rather know he's off with folks that'll watch out for him.  And he's more'n a little handy in a fight, obviously.  Just give him time, and he'll warm up to folks.  Right now he's lost.  Maybe you and yours can help him find his way."<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i643.photobucket.com/albums/uu156/rage0976/RP%20Characters/jensen_ackles_07.jpg)</div>Anwar had been fidgeting with the radio that he had just keyed up to call Griff on, having spoken the Captain's name into it when the man himself walked into view from around the corner.  Looking down at the radio in his hand, the mechanic cocked an eyebrow, then looked back up at Griff.  "Well, that's kind of creepy coincidental," he murmured to himself before setting the radio back where he had found it.  He then placed the lollipop into his mouth once more with a shrug, standing straight, almost like a soldier at attention when a superior officer entered the room.<br/><br/><strong>“How about it, Anwar? You have any problems with ‘at carba… calib… with that part?”</strong><br/><br/><br/>Snickering a bit with amusement as Griff attempted the word and completely butchered it, Anwar nodded slightly before moving to point the installation out to him, removing the lollipop from his mouth to talk.  "Yes, Captain Kingston.  The catalyzer has been installed.  I hope you don't mind, but I tried out a little something I've been toying with recently.  It's been tested somewhat, but not as much as I'd like.  If my design works properly, though, it will not only increase your fuel efficiency, but should last longer too before needing to be replaced or repaired."  He looked the engine over with a touch of admiration at the work that had been put into keeping it running.  "Whoever your mechanic is, he's good, and cares about this engine.  Doesn't look like you really have any more problems with it.  Catalyzers just go out, no matter how well the engine's maintained."<br/><br/>He continued to study Hayes' handiwork, unaware the mechanic who had just taken leave was a woman, having referred to her as 'him' a moment before.  Most of all, though, he just admired the engine a bit.  "You know, she's a beauty.  Has a hell of a lot of potential.  I'd love to get my hands on her and make a few more mods.  Maybe get a bit more boost, increase her top end a bit..."  He caught himself starting to ramble and stopped before he got too far into it, clearing his throat and standing straight once more, placing the lollipop between his lips again.<br/><br/>Removing the lollipop after a moment, he shrugged his shoulders gently.  "Anyway, Jack will settle the bill up with you I suppose, since I contract through him, so I'll let you two work that out.  I get paid the same either way.  And honestly, it was a quick install, and I got my hands on a beauty of a boat for a while, so I wouldn't charge much for it anyway."  The young man seemed to be a lot friendlier when he had something to work on and had warmed up to somebody, or when he was talking about machines.  It was a far cry from what Griff had first encountered with the feisty young mechanic.<br/><br/>"Anyway," Anwar said, giving Griff another nod as he checked to make sure he had all his personal tools on his belt.  "I'll take my leave.  Let me know how that catalyzer performs next time you're planetside," he told the Captain, offering a respectful nod before starting to walk out of the engine room.  "Hell, if it works out good enough, I might even be able to get a patent on the design or something."  Of course, he knew he would never be able to do that, given certain elements that made it impossible for him to put his name on anything, but it was a nice thought.<br/><br/>(Once again, I was given permission beforehand to use Jack as a source of info concerning Anwar, so this was already approved by our GM, just so there's no confusion.  ^_^)