cid highwind ✈ tenth flight

[smokesinspace]

Who: Cid Highwind, Jake Jensen, anyone who happens to be around /o/
Where: Outskirts of the Fourth District of Somni at a small hangar
Style: First
Status: Open

[there was a loud BANG followed by a louder stream of curses.]

God dammit mother fu- Jake!

JAKE!

[cue the sound of crashing and banging metal. more like a fist slamming into something.]

Comments

[nvrtheeasyway]

[Despite her raging career as an actress, Lara always tried to find some time to spend with her childhood sweetheart--now husband of almost six months--Jake Jensen. Even though she was working hard to be ahead of all other stars in Somarium, Lara also wanted to be the perfect wife to him and that's why she finds herself walking in the hangar, her heels clicking on the concrete]

Jake? Honey? I brought you and Cid lunch!

[She barely winces at the loud explosion sound and raises an eyebrow at the string of curses, almost amused by the situation]

Is everything all right back there?

[smokesinspace]

[there's the sound of a wrench banging against metal before it pauses just long enough for-]

Lara? That you?

[nvrtheeasyway]

Yes Cid, it's me.

[Lara walks around and drops the basket she brought with her on a table nearby and takes off her hat and leaves it with the basket. She walks up to Cid, watches him work for a moment before handing him the right wrench when he needs it]

Still having trouble with the chamber?

[smokesinspace]

[gives a grunt of acknowledgement and thanks when she assists.]

Yeah, damn thing's probably gonna need to be replaced. Again. Swear I should just build the whole thing myself.

[hacksinundies]

[As soon as Jensen heard the bang he knew exactly what had happened. The string of curses and banging of metal that followed was enough to affirm his suspicions.

He walks on over to where Cid was, with a somewhat nervous tic as he opens his mouth to talk.]

That's the, what, third time today?

[smokesinspace]

Piece of shit-thing's cracked. Gonna have to replace the whole damn thing. [pissed beyond all reason now.]

[hacksinundies]

Looks like it's going to delay the test-flight for a bit more if we don't get that fixed. Do we have extra parts to start working on it lying around?

[smokesinspace]

Should just build the damn thing ourselves. Just take apart that old engine-should do just fine.

[floriferous]

[ And here comes Aerith~! ]

Daddy, if you keep hitting it like that you're gonna end up breaking it, you know.

[smokesinspace]

[he's just going to give an old pilot grumpy scowl as he glances over at her.

...but he does stop banging on it.]

Thing's already broken enough, ain't gonna hurt it more.

[floriferous]

That's what you said the lats time, isn't it? [ Pointed looks forever. ]

[smokesinspace]

[and another grumble as he gets out from where he was.]

All right, I stopped hittin' it. Happy?