Name: Damien<br/>Location: Belka, Party<br/>Tagging: Sally, Lyra, open.<br/><br/>-----------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Damien had gotten a cold chill down his spine as Lyra said what she did in such a casual and cheerful tone. It made him just want to sink away from the dance and just get the hell outta dodge and back to his work. He made a slight gulp before speaking. “I’m… not part of the engine crew… Just… minor electrical systems and such. Nothing big… Well… I repaired and enhanced a few of the AA guns as I was told to look over them, but nothing more.” He gave a nervous face with a smile. There was just so much nope going on right now, but despite his nerves, he was still able to dance without missing a beat, surprisingly. Though, he neglected to mention that it was his other duty was to get that pod off the derelict ship with the woman still inside of it alive; which succeeded, but he was not one to brag. For that, orders were orders and apparently someone trusted him, a warrant officer enough to do so.