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Epoch Mark II was perched away from the Ashtear residence, in the rocky scrub that predates the sheer cliffs on one side of the island. It was an overcast day, which was a plus for the girl who was standing on the wing of the immobile time machine.
Lucca had shed her shirt, tunic, belts, helmet and scarf, and had stripped down to a white-cloth strip tied around her chest in a tight bandeau that explained how her chest had stayed suspiciously flat under her clothes, as well as her shorts and dark goggles. Her muscles were surprisingly lean underneath, a holdover from a lot of old battles that hadn't quite softened yet with her constant work in handling large machinery. She's chosen the remote location on the island partially to avoid her mother's flabbergasted reaction to her state of undress... and because the site was relatively inflammable. She needed to do some mending to the fore-side of the right wing thanks to a graze with a flying saucer a few days ago.
But there was no welding equipment to be found. She rolled her shoulders and stood up to stretch before bending down on one knee again, laying a hand against the metal surface and having the space underneath flare with fire-magic, slowly cauterizing the wound in the metal shut.
Lucca had shed her shirt, tunic, belts, helmet and scarf, and had stripped down to a white-cloth strip tied around her chest in a tight bandeau that explained how her chest had stayed suspiciously flat under her clothes, as well as her shorts and dark goggles. Her muscles were surprisingly lean underneath, a holdover from a lot of old battles that hadn't quite softened yet with her constant work in handling large machinery. She's chosen the remote location on the island partially to avoid her mother's flabbergasted reaction to her state of undress... and because the site was relatively inflammable. She needed to do some mending to the fore-side of the right wing thanks to a graze with a flying saucer a few days ago.
But there was no welding equipment to be found. She rolled her shoulders and stood up to stretch before bending down on one knee again, laying a hand against the metal surface and having the space underneath flare with fire-magic, slowly cauterizing the wound in the metal shut.