Jinx had managed to secure herself a small little room of her own, away from the main living areas, to use as her own personal little workshop. As of right now, it seemed as though everything was in working order, and the girl had managed to secure some down time, so she was in there, working on a pet project of hers. The door was shut, but if one were to walk down the hall, they'd see lights flickering inside, and maybe a spark or two shoot out the bottom. The light show stopped, there was a pause, and all of a sudden...<strong>"DAMMITALL!"</strong><br/><br/>She was close, but she couldn't get things working quite yet. Perhaps a break was all she needed. She stepped out of the room in a white tanktop and some coveralls that were rolled down to her waist and tied off there, her clothes and body still smudged with grease. She began to walk down the halls, unsure at first as to where exactly she was going. Maybe the roof to get some fresh air. Maybe that was all she needed.