Credit Slips and Smog Clouds

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While she had witnessed the mayhem, Ashes was lucky enough to have avoided being splashed on by the h-fuel that seemed to be flying all over the place. Ashes couldn't help but smirk at her friends clumsiness, and although no matter how hard she tried to hide it, it always made her break into a smile. She quickly wiped it from her face though as she approached Draya from behind.

"I can't leave you alone for one second, can I?" Ashes asked, although she attempted to keep a serious, firm tone, the sheepish look on Drayas' face made her voice sound anything but serious.

Ashes reached up to Drayas' face and wiped a splatter of h-fuel from her cheek, and then flicked her hand to clear it away. "Go get a change of clothes and wipe yerself down. But don't take too long, cause we launch in ten minutes." Ashes instructed Draya. Draya stood up straight with her hands by her sides and threw a quick salute.
"Aye cap'n!" She replied mockingly, before dashing off quickly so that Ashes had no chance to retaliate to her mockery.

Ashes chuckled to herself as Draya departed. She stooped to the floor and picked up the clipboard she had dropped. Flipping it over, she was relieved to find that luckily the screen hadn't cracked on impact with the solid hangar floor. She switched the screen on and inspected the details of the flight again. They were due to depart at 1600 hours, which was in ten minutes time, but at the current rate it didn't seem likely they would launch on time. That didn't matter, though, Ashes knew she would be able to make up for some time once they had launched. Plus, a shipment of basic goods wouldn't go missed for a few extra minutes even if they were late, it wasn't like they were carrying some super important cargo or anything. Getting back to her feet, Ashes switched the clipboard off again and tucked it into the back pocket of her overalls, which at this point were half unzipped and hung around her waist.

Following the hose with her eyes, Ashes sought to find the end of it, so she could resume refuelling the Diamonds and Rust. She found it to be in the hands of the mechanic, who had already picked it up and was approaching her.

"Thanks." Ashes muttered as she reached out and took the hose from the mechanic, and then dragged it over to the Transport.

The hose was rather old, and looked to be in need of replacement. The nose of it was rather old and rusted on the outside, but it still functioned at least. Ashes lifted the hose into the fuel tank, secured it and then opened it up to allow the fuel to begin to pump once more. It's not like the ships the old hose was used to fill were fancy enough to need a better hose, anyway. Ashes pressed her palm up against the hull panel and stroked it; the texture was more akin to that of brick, rather than metal. The mechanic had followed Ashes back to the ship, and now leaned against it in front of her. Ashes eyed him wearily; he seemed like the sleazy kind with his hair slicked back with grease and a thin face to match his lanky body.
"So you must be the brains of the pair." He attempted to compliment her.

"Draya ain't daft." Ashes replied in defense of her friend. This guy was certainly going about the wrong way of making an impression on her.

"I didn't mean that at all, Miss..." The mechanic leaned back and held up his other hand in an apologetic manner.

"Yotaka. Ashes." Ashes replied, obviously less than pleased with the mechanics' advances, but he took no heed to the tone of her voice and continued.

"Anyway, Ashes, I was jus' saying, you're both smart and beautiful.. one might say you're a perfect package." He said with a smile.

Ashes gave a short huff, and the sound of the hose clapping shut as the fuel tank filled to its' brim interrupted her. Ashes unclipped the hose and heaved it out of the tank. A small amount of h-fuel still left in the nose of the hose spurted out and added its' self to the many stains on the pants of Ashes' overalls. She dropped the hose into the hands of the mechanic, and then slammed the fuel compartment closed. The mechanic continued to look at Ashes expectantly.

"Have fun playing with your hose" Ashes smiled at him, before turning and walking away with a little sway in her hips, but trying to hide the large grin on her face. She was amused at how witty and clever she had been.

It was about time for Ashes to start the pre-flight system checks now, she walked passed the Rogue workers, who were still loading the cargo into the bay, and climbed up the metallic staircase to the upper levels. Ashes glanced down as she walked across the walkway in the upper part of the cargo bay. It never ceased to amaze her how much bigger a ship seemed from the inside. She continued on until she reached the bridge of the Diamonds and Rust, and collapsed gratefully into the pilots' seat. Ashes took a moment to rest and collect herself before swinging around to the command console and booting up the ships' main computer.

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[5:50:49 PM] JakeSG (William Darkmoor) says: I like you, Ashes. You're more cynical than God.