A Wrench is a Boy's Best Friend...? [Open]
Characters: Souji (spannertime), OPEN
Content: Souji decides to take a break somewhere other than his room... which means the crew gets to witness some of his... stranger proclivities.
Setting: Deck of the 4423, docked in Trewe.
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: ...none? Probably, anyway.
Souji had finished The round of repairs he'd had scheduled for the day, forced to wait on more supplies before he could continue, and the work he'd lined up in Trewe wasn't going to start for the next few hours, which explained the somewhat rare sight of the mechanic sitting out on the deck. He'd managed to find a nice patch of sun and had settled in with a teapot that looked like it had probably started its life as something else entirely, a very battered tin cup sitting near by, an a very large wrench in his lap. The teapot was for the rather bitter (but surprisingly effective) cough remedy that was getting him through the long hours, and the wrench was, at least theoretically, just one of the tools of the trade. Theoretically, though the fact that the young man was currently talking to it like a pet might have casted some doubt on that.
"Everyone's working so hard... it's really nice to see, don't you think? With everyone pitching in like this, I think we'll be able to get everything back to normal in no time."
Quite predictably, the wrench had no reply.
[ooc: Souji needs to get out an meet more of his crewmates, darnit, so have a Trap.]
Content: Souji decides to take a break somewhere other than his room... which means the crew gets to witness some of his... stranger proclivities.
Setting: Deck of the 4423, docked in Trewe.
Time: Afternoon
Warnings: ...none? Probably, anyway.
Souji had finished The round of repairs he'd had scheduled for the day, forced to wait on more supplies before he could continue, and the work he'd lined up in Trewe wasn't going to start for the next few hours, which explained the somewhat rare sight of the mechanic sitting out on the deck. He'd managed to find a nice patch of sun and had settled in with a teapot that looked like it had probably started its life as something else entirely, a very battered tin cup sitting near by, an a very large wrench in his lap. The teapot was for the rather bitter (but surprisingly effective) cough remedy that was getting him through the long hours, and the wrench was, at least theoretically, just one of the tools of the trade. Theoretically, though the fact that the young man was currently talking to it like a pet might have casted some doubt on that.
"Everyone's working so hard... it's really nice to see, don't you think? With everyone pitching in like this, I think we'll be able to get everything back to normal in no time."
Quite predictably, the wrench had no reply.
[ooc: Souji needs to get out an meet more of his crewmates, darnit, so have a Trap.]