<div class="floatleft">(http://dl.dropbox.com/u/30738236/Arpee/Elliquiy/Sambust.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Samantha (http://plothook.net/RPG/profiler/view.php?id=10048) - HP </strong>49/49 -<strong>AC:</strong>20 -<strong>Initiative:</strong>---<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=130361.msg5779776#msg5779776">Quote from: Laughing Hyena on 26-01-2012, 13:48:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Icarus gave a slight yawn as he worked in the late hours watching the orange skies turn slowly black over time. He had been standing there for some time just doing his duties. He seemed to smile every so often as something goes through his mind to cause it. Probably remembering the latest tune by Miyaro or just something to give him a pleasant mood. He honestly could do with stretching his legs for the moment to ease the tension. After all he was standing there most of the time or working with the others the rest. When he was going off duty the first thing he was going to do was get something to eat. Maybe he could think up something to do for fun once he had the time and some food in his belly. Broken from his mental musical number by the reminder in his stomach he gave a sigh and kept at his task.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>As time went on and Sammie got her bearings around the heart of the ship, she couldn't help but notice how smooth the vessel was kept by the helmsman. The mechanisms were some of the older types, from the original run of the NoVA series and the expert handling of Icarus was keeping them on course while simultaneously being less taxing on the engine, letting the parts last longer without need for repair.<br/><br/>Though... he had been doing his job for quite some time without a break now, and the shipwright didn't think she'd seen him leave his post when the crew had a small meal earlier in the day. She quietly slips away from her beautiful machine, giving it a loving stroke before making her way to the kitchen to prepare a sandwich and heading to the helm.<br/><br/><strong>"E-excuse me, mister Steel?"</strong>Sammie said as she approached Icarus, eyes glancing down at her own feet,<strong>"I, uh, I brought you something to eat, you really shouldn't skip meals like that. It m-might eventually take a toll on you."</strong>