
Outside the window of the Engine room, she could see that nightfall was beginning to harvest as she struggled relentlessly against her current problem, the metal tools sprawled out on the floor were cold with the atmosphere of the boat; the only thing that seemed to be warm enough for her was the wrench that she held in her small and girlish, yet sweaty, hand. Clangs and clanks echoed throughout the entire ship variously as she made attempts at fixing the engine, but she was meant for flying. She was not a mechanic and there was only so much that she knew for her qualifying as a mechanic. Her short hair was tussled and moved about, styled in a way that only she could pull off. She hadn't bothered to brush it this morning, she never did bother to brush it at all, but she just let it fall into place, the loose hairs flying about to the sudden bursts of wind that the engine would spurt out once everyone fifteen minutes or so. Her tall, slender frame was obviously more suited for modeling or acting, but she wasn't interested in such overrated sports as those, instead what she was doing right now had been her passion. Actually, what she was doing right now was not so much up her alley. She had registered as a flyer when she had taken up her captain's offer, she did not agree to being a mechanic. She had graduated from the best flying academy in Ariel, not an engineer academy. She meant that being a pilot, sailing with (and under, as her captain would remind her constantly) one of her closest friends, what she was doing now for a living, that was what she was hoping for all her life. Pretty much anything that gave her that chance to fly was okay by her agenda and she'd do anything to soar through the sky, even if it meant working for an Alliance cruiser. Just the fact that she was with one of her oldest friends seemed to only be a bonus in the standard. Her long, thin arms moved about as she finally sighed frustratingly and let them drop with attitude, the wrench already abandoned to the side as she slid from under the engine and stood up. She was wearing sweat pants and white socks, along with a small, black spaghetti strapped shirt, her bra straps showing. There was a glare in her chocolate brown eyes, a pout on her lips and on the right side of her nose leading down to her right cheek was a small grease smudge that she defiantly tried to wipe away only to make it worse by smearing it. She sighed hopelessly again as she reached for the towel and wiped off her extremely greasy and dirty hands. The towel, once white, was now spotted with the black color as she realized that she managed to get some stains on her clothes. She rolled her eyes at this, throwing the towel to the side and bending down again to look under the engine. She was a flyer, not a mechanic.
"That hwin dan," Nadine Maxwell said tiredly, standing again and pacing around the room restlessly, she was currently venting off anger that she had stored ever since the captain had left the ship. There was a pause, as if she was considering something, then shook her head disappointedly as she sat down on a nearby chair, "Gos se." When the ship had taken a toll on it's landing, her captain decided to go into town, seemingly not really caring about the fact that his ship had broken down. He said he was looking for a job rather happily, when really, he should be looking for a mechanic to get The Pioneer running again. She tried to tell her captain that she was no use in the engineer room, but he brushed her off and walked away from the ship, leaving her alone to deal with the problem herself. And if he came back, his ship still not running, she'd have to feel Pinner Chase's wrath and that...well, that wasn't so fun, as Nadine has had experiences with an unhappy Chase. She sighed heavily again as the feeling of hopelessness came about to her. For the past half an hour since Chase had left, Nadine had used all her knowledge to get the gorram thing to fix. But she wasn't successful and, truthfully, she was out of options now.
She got up again, pacing, trying to come up with an excuse as to why she hadn't been able to fix the ship. She was never one with words and only spoke when she absolutely had to, but she knew that she couldn't get out of this mess. And she had to come up with a good plan, otherwise she might be off this ship before ever really being on it. But she was so bad at lying, it was probably best to stand up to the captain, tell him what she thought. But it was so hard to yell at Pinner, Nadine had never had to do it herself. If anything were to happen, it would probably only make the situation even worse. She stopped pacing, bending down again to look under the engine as smoke still rose from the bottom, the water was steaming and she whiffed the smoke away with a wave of her hand before bending further, turning on her back and sliding under the engine again. She grabbed a random tool from beside her and began to hit the engine slightly, her eyes glaring again as her strokes began to get harder and harder against the other metal. After five times of hitting the bottom, she dropped the tool and laid under the engine, a lost look in her eyes. She wanted to leave Ariel, her home planet. She had spent her entire life on it, she knows what it's like. She knows how Sihnon and how Osiris were like to, all three were core planets and they were all the same. She wanted something different this time. She wanted to explore the 'verse, get to know it a little better. Even get to know events that happened in the past such as the War between the Alliance and the Independents. She wanted to know the real reason as to why they rebelled and if Reavers really did exist. Okay, maybe not the part with Reavers, but she wanted to be away from civilization, she's had enough of it and she wanted something new. That was half of the reason as to why she decided to join Pinner on his conquest to wherever he's going and whatever he's trying to do. She understood from an early age that the Alliance was something that most people ran away from, even people from the Alliance and she wanted to know why they were so frightened of the government that was suppose to ensure safety. She wanted to know why the Alliance was so feared of and why people would do anything as bring their own deaths to get away from it. To do that, the only option would to get away from where she was from and when she'd finally made the decision to leave Ariel, Pinner Chase had come and asked her to be his pilot, which Nadine was more than happy to take up on.
The second half of why she decided to join the ship was simply because she wanted to fly. Whenever she was flying, she felt she was invincible, that she could go anywhere in the 'verse and she knew that the 'verse was an extremely big place. She wasn't sure that she could even really travel all the planets in the black in the lifetime that she had. But she made a vow to herself that she'd try to get to all the planets she could in her lifespan and Nadine was the type of person who would not back down on a promise. Though being a crewmember of the ship might just be a job to someone, for Nadine, it was a haven. She had finally separated from her parents, the alliance, from her sophisticated life and finally settled down where she wasn't so restricted, where she wasn't so tied down. Here, she felt she had freedom. Perhaps that was what The Pioneer was, it was freedom. She had freedom to do what she wanted, as long as it was okayed by Pinner, she had freedom to go where she wanted, as long as she was okayed by Pinner, but most importantly, she was free to fly. That was what sold Nadine over to join Pinner was the mere fact that she could fly. Many a times people had said told her the story of Icarus and Daedalus, the Greek legend back on Earth That Was where a father and son were trapped in a tower. The father, Daedalus, made wings out of the candle wax so that they could escape from the window and he warned his son not to fly too close to the sun, otherwise the wings would melt. But young and naïve Icarus flew with joy and too close to the sun where his wings melted and he fell to his death in the ocean. Many a times, people thought that Nadine was Icarus and to put quite truthfully, Nadine couldn't argue with it. Nadine was so caught up in her thoughts that she jumped nearly a half a foot in the air when she had first heard the footsteps that signified her captain had returned. She got up, that hopeless, yet somewhat angry, gaze in her eyes as she moved towards the entrance to the rest of the ship.
"I'm sorry, but I just can't get it to work, Cap"
She cut off her sentence when she realized that her wide-striken chocolate brown eyes rested on someone other than Captain Pinner Chase.
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hwin dan - asshole
gos se - crap






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