<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/666696026798948405/850149654028877884/image0.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>NAME:</strong>Zoey Cooper (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=333213.msg15874348#msg15874348)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Grey top, boxers, dog tags<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Cyro Tube & Hallway<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><br/>Zoey smiled at the sound of the Amazon’s outfit tearing but managed to not to snicker. She smiled as she fought down the laugh that was fighting it’s way up and turned away to keep the smile from being seen by Ciane.  Still it was kind of funny she thought as she turned her attention to the panel. She moved quickly to repair it as she followed the panel indicators.<br/><br/>“Yeah the outfits are a bit wild in sizes. I imagine that I’ll have to put padding in my ship shoes to keep them from flopping off.” Zoey said with an amused tone in her voice as she watched the panel indicators going from red to green as she worked. She stopped to listen to the AI update them on their current situation.  A supermassive chunk of debris that had hit the ship in a blindsided strike was a lucky thing to have survived, it must have been moving quite slow relative to the ship’s velocity. She noted the details as she hurried them the panel’s pre-op checklist before restoring it to full function.<br/><br/>As it powered up, she moved to the panel that had busted the English chicks britches and started working on it, imaging that the air was already smelling better for the two units she’d gotten back online already.  “So, who is fetching the debris into cargo bay?” She asked quietly as she worked on the panel.