Nu mini missions for this kitten

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

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Lucchini can’t be up to anything good right? The young girl’s sitting on the floor in front of her strikers, a tool in the corner of her mouth and… Is she wearing Shirley’s goggles?  Probably hoping that she’ll get some of Shirley’s skill through osmosis or something. 

The teen has a section of the Striker unit open looking at it, and a sketch in her lap then back at it, a puzzled look on her face.  She knows the strikers work at least, test flight on them around the ship had shown they were repaired right if a little sluggish nothing she couldn’t compensate for at least.

“No… not those bolts… hm…”

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Whatever she had been doing with her Striker Units she's bored of trying now, thus she's currently roaming the halls looking for something to do; okay she may be shirking duties, but really!  She's a growing girl, and chores aren't fun! 

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[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

Do I even want to know?

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[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[EEP she didn't think that there was anyone else there.]

Huh, no... I'm not trying to fiddle with the speed, because it's sluggish...]

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[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

I'm sure there are better ways to do it than this.

[ Not to mention, the Striker Units were probably some of the fastest things on the White Chalice. ]

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[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

But I have the schematics... Though I haven't done anything yet. I'll wait until I could ask Shirley... But I tested it earlier and it's slower since it's been repaired.

[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

Have you ever worked on them before?

[ Char knew how to do only basic repairs on his mobile suits, so he didn't have much room to talk. ]

Or, rather... do you want me to go find Shirley for you?

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

Here and there, but not without Shirley watching. [Okay she did mess up Shirley's strikers and fixed them, but that was luck.]

Might be best.

[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

I'll try to find her, then.

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

Thank you Char. Means a lot.

[redfckngcomet.livejournal.com]

It's quite alright, Lucchini.

[ Char politely bows, and walks off. ]

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[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

[[PAT on the head. It's signature by now so, you know it's big brother.]]

Watcha workin on, Frannie?

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[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[eep]

The strikers... they were a little sluggish when I tested them earlier. Though doesn't seem like i can figure out exactly which one deals with that.

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[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? Do you know what you're doing kiddo, or just tinkering?

[[MarKus, of course, has to lean over and look at what she's doin.

Surprisingly, she's on the right track.]] Well, it's actually this part over here... You were on the way though. Looks like I'm rubbing off on you!

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[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

I've been paying attention when both you and Shirley have been working on them. [She grins brightly as she moves to adjust the timing a little.]

Figured I should learn to make some repairs so if I get stuck on a mission like my last one I won't be on foot.

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[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

Thatta girl. [[HUGS!]]

Though, if you keep getting beat up like that... some quick repairs aren't gonna get you flying again.

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[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[Yelps because ack Markus you're heavy!]

Well I usually try to keep from getting beat up like that. Weather made it impossible to fly, and I've flown through some bad storms before.

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[2hell-weride.livejournal.com]

[[Oh hush you! Don't act like you're not heavy! He carries you on his shoulders sometimes.]]

Yeah, I heard about that. Some Rider monster that controls the weather. Kinda hax if you ask me but... well, we'll worry about that later on.

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[Across the hangar, Dr. Zero is finishing the repairs on her stalkers. Noticing motion and muttering, she turns to look at the source. A young girl, about as young as she was when she officially became a surgeon-mechanic trainee. She waits for the girl to look like she needs help.]

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[She sighs, it looks like something she'll actually have to talk to Shirley or MarKus about it]

Huh? [She's noticed the other woman watching.]

Sorry, I wasn't bothering you was I?

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head] It just looked like you were having some trouble with that last part.

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

A little. the inside of my strikers aren't like the drawing.

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

Do you want to show me those blueprints then? I think I could figure out what's wrong here...

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

huh. Sure. [Smiles at her] Thank you, I'd hate to tell MarKus that there was a problem with it. I'm sure it's just whatever triggers the engine firing is the problem.

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

These fuel lines cross...No wonder it gets messed up. It's not your fault. Here, let's splice these to this part instead...[And she proceeds to ennunciate how to show her how to improve her snarled fuel lines or whatever the problem is. It's nothing outside the purview of a surgeon-mechanic of the Ressurection Corps]

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[She watches careful to make sure that it's something she can switch back if it doesn't work. After all she's trying to spare MarKus a headache.]

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[She works with practiced precision. There are dark and pale blotches on her hands where the chemicals used in the ressurrection process have touched them.]

There. Try it now.

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[She nodded climbing up into the launch device.] Stand back a little so I can rev it some.

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[Zero stands well back and notes where she put the emergency medkit, just in case.]

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[Lucchini fires up the engines holding the rails so she doesn't go flying off yet. She frowns a little.] Sounds off still. That sputter on the left one shouldn't be that long. [She turns them off. She knows her units enough to know their sound.]

Though I think it's close.

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

We're getting there. Let's try this...[More fiddling with it. She calls one of the stalkers over and the ressurected man serves as tireless tool holder.]

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[Lucchini watches them a moment and lets her fiddle with it.]

He just going to stand like that?

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

[The resurrected mechanical man doesn't respond, of course.]

Well they're supposed to be weapons of war but between you and me, I prefer them better as shop helpers.

[She tightens something, loosens something else then steps back.]

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

[Lucchini tries the engines again, this time the one side sputters properly.] It sounds right now, I'll have to wait a little while longer to get flight clearance.

[momentoftherose.livejournal.com]

I hope it works, little one. [She wants to say she's a little young to be a pilot, but she's seen how young the Storm has needed to take. Only her genius at repairing stalkers saved her from the same fate.] I'm Doctor Oenone Zero. Do you want to tell me your name?

[aceshighgrope.livejournal.com]

Francesca Lucchini of the Strike Witches. Thank you for helping. I hope it works too, Markus repaired them after they got damaged, I really didn't want to tell him the timing was off.