Taking Care of Business
Characters: Gippal, OPEN
Content: Gippal's out working on the guns, checking for storm damage and generally tweaking them. Feel free to annoy.
Setting: Winding Way Main Guns
Time: Morning
Warnings: Depends on who shows up, Innuendo (lots of it)
Now that the ship was well past the storm, and by extension, Gippal was well past Rikku's obsessive fear of thunder, he could get down to business. Namely, checking over the guns. There was a good chance nothing at all happened to them, but bad weather was worth at least taking a look. Besides, there was that burning temptation to tweak them. Just a little. Nothing too drastic, but something to make them better. He knelt down by the first of them to look it over, tools already nearby, just a hand's reach away.
So far, so good. No damage. It meant he had a clean slate there to work with. Improving any kind of machinery, even a gun, was better with a working model to build from. He eyed the design and picked the first place he was going to work on. In a matter of minutes, he had worked up a good sweat (nice and masculine there), and had a fair amount of oil smudges on his hands, along with one on his cheek and another on his shirt.
Content: Gippal's out working on the guns, checking for storm damage and generally tweaking them. Feel free to annoy.
Setting: Winding Way Main Guns
Time: Morning
Warnings: Depends on who shows up, Innuendo (lots of it)
Now that the ship was well past the storm, and by extension, Gippal was well past Rikku's obsessive fear of thunder, he could get down to business. Namely, checking over the guns. There was a good chance nothing at all happened to them, but bad weather was worth at least taking a look. Besides, there was that burning temptation to tweak them. Just a little. Nothing too drastic, but something to make them better. He knelt down by the first of them to look it over, tools already nearby, just a hand's reach away.
So far, so good. No damage. It meant he had a clean slate there to work with. Improving any kind of machinery, even a gun, was better with a working model to build from. He eyed the design and picked the first place he was going to work on. In a matter of minutes, he had worked up a good sweat (nice and masculine there), and had a fair amount of oil smudges on his hands, along with one on his cheek and another on his shirt.