Name: Shana Wasser and Dexter<br/>Area: Repair Hangar A<br/><hr/><br/>Shana tinkered with a side paneling of Flood 89's second wing. Resting upon the ship belly down, the woman bit her lip as she struggled with a tight lug. Grumbling beneath her breath at her efforts, she finally twisted it loose. Once out of place, Shana took the object and placed it in her back pocket for safe keeping. Feeling for the total count of four within her back pocket for safe measure, she pushed herself to her knees and lifted the plate from within the compartment of the wing. Inside revealed sparks as spliced wires had come undone. Seeing such a mess, Shana cursed. "Son of a bitch...that mother.."<br/><br/>"Oh my." Dexter had blurted, invading Shana's work zone. The robot hovered above the compartment. "There seems to be a problem with the wiring in Flood 89's second wing." he stated the obvious.<br/><br/>The woman stopped what she was doing as she stared up at floating orb in front of her. Instead of retaliating, she ignored the robot instead and placed her hands into the open compartment. "Last time I'll trust another mechanic to make repairs on any of my ships." she said and immediately jerked back her hand as one of the spliced wires zapped her.