Abrasure.

[Jeremy Hunter]

A few feet away from the offending craft was a pristine Onuris. From Santos' point of view, only a pair of legs could be seen sticking out. But the stylized heart on the wing was the giveaway to who it was. Upon hearing the roar, the figure pushed out from underneath and stood up, shaking his head to get his hair out of whack. Stripping off his goggles, Jeremy Hunter wiped his hands off on a towel and rubbed the back of his head.
"That's Aqua's Santos. It was damaged yesterday and was given a rush job. Aqua was injured during the fight, so she didn't see the sloppy work until today. I was going to help her start to correct it once I got the Nu up." Jeremy sighed, one hand on his side, the other rubbing the back of his neck. "Believe me, I'm going to rip out some hearts when I find those techs. If people can't do their job right, it will just end up killing pilots we can't replace."

Jeremy could feel the strain of the past few months dragging on him. Dark circles were under his eyes, and his usually bright blue eyes were dim. His black outfit was crumpled and looking worse for wear. It was obvious that Jeremy hadn't slept for two days. And now due to some screwup, I get Bolevara looking to brain Aqua while she's going for the replacement parts.

He sighed. "Aqua went for replacement parts ten minutes ago. We'll get her ship up and running, no worries about that. It's just the fact that we're all exhausted and working on caffeine." He motioned to a ice chest set up by his ship filled with caffeinated sodas. A few ships down a similar chest was there. "Sadly, we're running low on caffeine. Wish the damn Arch would just make like Jericho and fall so we can get some damn sleep."

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May you ever walk in the Light, Shizune.