In your old rooms, fixing your water [ota]

[mechanic_mac]

With the walls completely constructed, the dry wall up and the floors down, the second building was just about finished as far as repairs were going. Mac had been called in to set up the second floor plumbing and rewire the electrics. Not that it was overly hard; everything was already fitted, the wiring was simple connect the ends and the plumbing

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[saywhatiplease]

Jubilee hadn't been around long enough to meet her roommate Alice because she was avoiding the dorms like the plague. She used them to shower but otherwise, she'd been living in one of the old rooms that was across the hall from where Lorna and Olivia's room used to be. Jubilee didn't want to be here, not when Psylocke and Boom-Boom were here and Logan wasn't. She didn't want the dull, colorless buildings blocking her in.

And she didn't like the idea of being stuck in this place forever. By the sound of Rogue's words, that's what she had to look forward to. Jubilee just wanted to be left alone, someplace quiet where she could brood uninterrupted. And for the most part, it worked. Until she heard taps bursting and a woman cursing.

Poking her head into the open doorway, she saw Mac smoking and flipping through a magazine and couldn't help but speak up. "Dude. Are people even allowed t'smoke here?"

[mechanic_mac]

Looking up from her page, Mac frowned slightly, removing the cigarette from her lips to flick the ash into her ashtray before shrugging slightly, "First person to tell me not to is gonna get my foot up their ass." And that included Ethan.

As she was solid with Ethan, and a bit of a nosy little thing, Mac had seen Jubilation's file, and so she was pretty sure she knew why the little rebel was hanging around the dorm building that had the 'closed for repairs' stuff going on. Even if she was part of the base's military presence, Mac wasn't about to rib the girl for chilling out some place that Mac would've probably chilled herself.

"While it is technically frowned upon to smoke inside, I really don't give a damn right now." She was following Ethan's little 'no piercings while working' rule and had left the lip ring in her room, but still. "What'cha doing around here then, little paffs?"

[saywhatiplease]

Jubilee took a few steps into the room, her yellow trenchcoat billowing behind her as she moved and settled against the far wall. Arms crossing over her chest, she couldn't help but grin at Mac's answer.

"Finally. Someone in the military that totally doesn't have a stick up their ass." Was that a jab at Barq? Why, yes, it was. She absolutely loathed the woman and all the stuffiness in the place was just suffocating her.

She blinked at the nickname, however. Boom-Boom had called her that once, but otherwise no one else had. How the hell did she even know about her nickname for her plasmoids? "...Whoa. What'd you just say?"

[mechanic_mac]

Flicking more ash, Mac smirked slightly at the military comment, "True enough, but when I'm in uniform, best not mention my colleagues and their asses, kay?" Mac didn't mind people having opinions. She knew that a lot of the team thought Ethan was a stiff, thought he was a rule-sticking, pain in the ass, stiff. And to an extent, he could be. And Jen was straighter laced than anything Mac had ever known. But that was how the girl rolled and Mac had respect for her achievement

[saywhatiplease]

"Yes, ma'am." Jubilee replied with a sarcastic salute, making it perfectly clear that she wasn't the type to censor her opinions just because of what clothes people wore. And boy, would they have it when they tried to tell Jubilee she's not allowed to wear her street clothes. She'd spend time in the brig if it meant she got to keep her colors and unique style.

Leering at Mac suspiciously until she explained about the file, Jubilee's fingers twitched and she nodded. "Who exactly are you, anyway? You don't look like a military drone."

[mechanic_mac]

"Oh shit, I forget sometimes. I'm Mac, or Sargent Richards. But fuck knows I hate being called that." For Mac, it was a lot like not conforming completely. She loved her job, loved the Military, hated a lot of the rules. She wasn't a rule follower, she had a little bit of a rebel spirit left and for the most part, they left her alone to do her job because she didn't flaunt that rebellion.

"I'm sort of like the camp maintainer. Plumbing, electrics, amenities, vehicles. I keep shit running. And if you need shit fixed, I'm the one they call. At all hours. So, y'know. Hi." She wasn't half as formal as Ethan or Jen.

There seemed to be two sides to them. Ethan and Jen were the serious no-nonsense types, Mac and Jesse were the relaxed, 'well don't get caught' types.

[saywhatiplease]

"Mac, huh? I'd introduce myself but y'kinda know who I am already." Jubilee quipped dryly, finally deciding to slide down the wall and sit her ass down. As far as military personnel went, Mac was pretty cool in her book. And the fact that she could fix this place - which meant not being crammed into one building with the entire team - was a bonus.

"I'd help, but I don't know anything about this stuff." Which was true. She'd grown up spoiled until her parents died, and after that she'd run from place to place as she wanted/needed to. She'd never been stationary long enough to have to learn how to fix things.

[mechanic_mac]

It seemed to be the standing in camp that Mac was the loosened up Military personnel. Of course, it wasn't really hard to figure it out. "Ah, that sort of makes the introductions hard. In my defence, it's all about knowing the troops." Although really, she mostly had to do it anyway for the sole reason that when Ethan did do it he didn't bother actually getting to know the people.

"Don't fret, I've only got three more down here and then four upstairs. Shouldn't take too much longer." Which she was hoping was the truth, if she could get through the rooms without much more hassle. "I take it you're feeling the lack in things to do, huh?"