Rocket was considered the best at what she did, which was pulling damaged ships from the brink of ruin or turning a heap of scrap into the most reliable machine you'd ever get your hands on. She was not, however, particularly diligent or focused, so if you wanted something from her, you'd better not want it quickly. For once, this habit of procrastination was working out in her favor. Her backlog of tasks would keep her plenty occupied and her mind off Kreska.
The vibration of her arm was hardly noticeable over the steady rumbling of the acetylene torch she was using to spot-weld a series of joints together. If it was not for the colorful LED flash from her arm that indicated she'd received a message, she would have likely ignored it all together. The torch clicked off leaving a brief ringing in her ears, that somehow echoed in the confines of her welding mask, which she didn't remove to inspect the new contract that had been forwarded to her.
She paused in typing her response. Did she hear singing? The mechanic cocked her head like a dog that had caught an interesting noise. No, it couldn’t be, she thought to herself, she didn't have the radio on she didn't think there was anyone around that would be singing.
Resuming her correspondence, she opened her mouth as if it would clear the fogginess in her ears, but instead her jaw cracked as a result of teeth she wasn't aware she had been clenching. Planting her foot against the workbench, she kicked off and sent her chair rolling backwards towards another workbench that was occupied with an entirely different project.
Okay, this time she was totally sure she heard her name being called, and that was much more likely than singing. Rocket swiveled around in her chair to come face-to-face with Kreska. Or at least a vague imitation of the leather wearing, bad-mouthing Jobari that was usually in her company.
Green skin disappeared beneath the cover of the shirt she was tugging down, and Rocket was suddenly grateful for the smothering mask that she hadn't bothered to take off. It hid the slight narrowing of her eyes, and the down-turned corners of her mouth that would have appeared hostile without context.
The context was unreciprocated lesbian feelings that she was trying to repress.
"S'fine," Rocket replied quickly, too quickly, the sounds muffled by her mask, she pushed it upwards revealing a facial expression she had finally gotten under control. "Yeh, s'fine," she pulled the helmet off and tossed it on the bench, before running her fleshed hand over a smear of grease on her cheek.
"Y'know where th'shower is, washer's all yers," she unclasped her tool belt and dropped it on the chair, before moving closer. "I''ll fin'ya some pants. You feelin' alright? Yew were pretty gone las'night."
The vibration of her arm was hardly noticeable over the steady rumbling of the acetylene torch she was using to spot-weld a series of joints together. If it was not for the colorful LED flash from her arm that indicated she'd received a message, she would have likely ignored it all together. The torch clicked off leaving a brief ringing in her ears, that somehow echoed in the confines of her welding mask, which she didn't remove to inspect the new contract that had been forwarded to her.
She paused in typing her response. Did she hear singing? The mechanic cocked her head like a dog that had caught an interesting noise. No, it couldn’t be, she thought to herself, she didn't have the radio on she didn't think there was anyone around that would be singing.
Resuming her correspondence, she opened her mouth as if it would clear the fogginess in her ears, but instead her jaw cracked as a result of teeth she wasn't aware she had been clenching. Planting her foot against the workbench, she kicked off and sent her chair rolling backwards towards another workbench that was occupied with an entirely different project.
Okay, this time she was totally sure she heard her name being called, and that was much more likely than singing. Rocket swiveled around in her chair to come face-to-face with Kreska. Or at least a vague imitation of the leather wearing, bad-mouthing Jobari that was usually in her company.
Green skin disappeared beneath the cover of the shirt she was tugging down, and Rocket was suddenly grateful for the smothering mask that she hadn't bothered to take off. It hid the slight narrowing of her eyes, and the down-turned corners of her mouth that would have appeared hostile without context.
The context was unreciprocated lesbian feelings that she was trying to repress.
"S'fine," Rocket replied quickly, too quickly, the sounds muffled by her mask, she pushed it upwards revealing a facial expression she had finally gotten under control. "Yeh, s'fine," she pulled the helmet off and tossed it on the bench, before running her fleshed hand over a smear of grease on her cheek.
"Y'know where th'shower is, washer's all yers," she unclasped her tool belt and dropped it on the chair, before moving closer. "I''ll fin'ya some pants. You feelin' alright? Yew were pretty gone las'night."
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