OOC Account
Hangar Bay | Nar Shaddaa
“Frak it!” Lenna cursed, sliding out from beneath the Aether. She wiped her hands on the front of her navy coveralls, covered in grime, with the only exception being a clean patch around her eyes that had a thin film of grease where the safety glasses were. Her dirty-dishwater hair was haphazardly tugged into a ponytail, wild wisps poking out from every which direction. “I’m not a mechanic.” griped Lenna, realizing she was but a pale imitation.
Her eyes traveled down to her blistered fingers, resisting the urge to suck her bleeding knuckles and instead shoving her clouded goggles on top of her head with a sigh of frustration. Those wires weren't meant to cross paths, obviously.
“Master...Are you in need of my assistance?” fluted the mechanical voice of the rented FA-4; a temporary fix until she got her hands on a real pilot.
“What have I told you about calling me that?”
“To not use it, Master.”
Lenna eyed the droid, screwing the lid off her water and taking a quick swig. She let the title slide this time. “Just get inside and back at the helm, I want to get this rig off the ground ASAP. I don’t intend on staying much longer.” She was ready to say goodbye to this hell-hole of a planet.
@[member=Antares Windu]
“Frak it!” Lenna cursed, sliding out from beneath the Aether. She wiped her hands on the front of her navy coveralls, covered in grime, with the only exception being a clean patch around her eyes that had a thin film of grease where the safety glasses were. Her dirty-dishwater hair was haphazardly tugged into a ponytail, wild wisps poking out from every which direction. “I’m not a mechanic.” griped Lenna, realizing she was but a pale imitation.
Her eyes traveled down to her blistered fingers, resisting the urge to suck her bleeding knuckles and instead shoving her clouded goggles on top of her head with a sigh of frustration. Those wires weren't meant to cross paths, obviously.
“Master...Are you in need of my assistance?” fluted the mechanical voice of the rented FA-4; a temporary fix until she got her hands on a real pilot.
“What have I told you about calling me that?”
“To not use it, Master.”
Lenna eyed the droid, screwing the lid off her water and taking a quick swig. She let the title slide this time. “Just get inside and back at the helm, I want to get this rig off the ground ASAP. I don’t intend on staying much longer.” She was ready to say goodbye to this hell-hole of a planet.
@[member=Antares Windu]
