Leena sat in the middle of the engine room scowling and growling at the piece she couldn't quite get in place. Her hair was in a messy bun with bits of hair stuck to sweat and grease on the side of her face. Her hands were practically black with the grease and it seemed she tried to wipe some of it off as there were black smudges all over her overalls.<br/><br/>She yelped out a curse as the piece fell and some red began to mix with the black grease on a finger. Without thinking, she stuffed it in her mouth only to make a very disgusted face and gagging the finger out of her mouth. She jumped up and ran to her toolbox to get a rag to wipe her mouth and then clean off her finger. She seethed through gritted teeth. She was extremely frustrated. It wasn't a hug deal. It just kept Black Jack on course is all. But it was this tiny little plug that needed to go into this tiny little slot in the farthest, unreachable bit of the engine. Her hands weren't manly, but nor were they dainty.<br/><br/>She had tried small pliers, but she couldn't seem to get the precision right. After wrapping tape around her finger, she muttered curses picking it up and muttering a curse pretty much saying let's just do it, she worked her hand into the small compartment, praying she could get it back out. She winced as she forces her knuckles to be pushed through the metal and she was so close. It was right there. She held it there and grabbed her pliers and holding it with one hand and using the pliers with another, it finally plugged back in.<br/><br/>She shouted and hopped up, yelling out as she realized her hand was still in the crevice. She settled back down and began working it out of there.