Walking in to the weapon's station, Marty smiled slightly and nodded her head. Leaning over she whispers "didn't the guys down stairs tell them we where coming?" Looking up she saw the guy shrug his shoulders, groaning slightly she hit her forehead with the palm of her hand. Motioning for someone to go and fill in the crew, Marty made her way over to a hatch. Pulling out a few tools she started working the latch free, laying it to the side she then slowly started to lower herself down the hole.<br/><br/>Using various pipes for leaverage as she tried to locate the leaking line, bracing herself in a awkward position Marty hollered that she had found it. The guys reaching in to hand her various equipment as she worked on sealing up the problematic leak, frowning as some of the coolante decided to suddenly spray her in the liquid. Wiping her face off she continued to work, grumbling about having to get a dried shirt now as she seeled the leak. Handing the tools to the men first, Marty then made her way out of the tight fit only to meet with laughter of her guys as they took in her slightly soaked form. "Oh shat-up and help me out of here" frowning as the two guys simply picked her up, she hung in the air for a moment before they set her back down.