Alice Grimm
Drifter
[AWD:0105]24 Years Old Mechanic
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Post by Alice Grimm on Jan 9, 2013 21:19:18 GMT -5
Alice woke up, and instantly look for Jackson. She reached out and found him asleep in the same exact position he was in when she had fallen asleep. Alice quietly slid out of bed and with out turning on any lights got ready for the day. This was an easy task because she did the same routine every day, with or without the lights on.
Alice walked out of her room and headed straight for the bay. As she walked, she thought it was strange that she was the only one awake. It was okay with her that no one else was awake, but she still found it odd. When Alice reached the bay she headed straight to the parts of the Titus. She dollied out the landing gear on an electirc pallet jack and took it to where she kept her gang box. She would later regret this decision.
She then pulled out the first piston and took it apart with ease. Alice inspected each piece and repaired or replaced each small component that needed it. This is what Bug lived for, taking things apart and figuring them out piece by piece.
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Jackson Grimm
Drifter
[AWD:0105]29 Years Old Hacker [M:0]
A computer beat me once at chess, but it was no match for me at kickboxing!
Posts: 21
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Post by Jackson Grimm on Jan 9, 2013 21:57:54 GMT -5
Waking up Jackson rubbed his eyes and felt for Alice, finding nothing in place of where she would normal be. Jackson decided he had stayed in bed long enough. Standing to his feet, Jax slid on his slacks from the night before and pulling on his white, button up, collard shirt, walked out of the room without bothering to button it. He headed for the bay where he would most likely find his bride. Walking into the bay Jax spotted Alice busy working on what appeared to be some part of a landing gear assembly. He loved to watch that woman work, she was so cute when she was all greasy. Strolling up behind her, Jax slapped her on the behind saying "Good mornin Bug, You hungry?" Jackson was always hungry, hopping up onto his gang box, ajacent to hers, he waited for her reply.
"What ever you want to cook," Alice said sounding distracted.
"What you workin on over there," Jax said leaning over to get a better look.
"The hydraulic piston assembly off the Titus's landing gear," Alice replied while grunting.
"That sounds like a blast and a half Bug," Jax said, picking up one of the cool looking tools left on top of his box and playing with it.
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Onas Knox
Resident Staff
[AWD:0105060d0e070215141718]28 Years Old Mechanic [M:0]
Post Up! Let's do this! Leeeeroy Jeeeenkins!!!
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Post by Onas Knox on Jan 9, 2013 22:47:10 GMT -5
Onas walked into the bay, early in the morning. Jax and Alice were already awake, and Alice was working on the Titus' hydrolic assembly. Onas strolled up to them and leaned over Alice's shoulder, ashing his cigarette behind his back. "Was crakin folks?"
Onas could see some problems from here. This particular landing gear had been an issue, and he and Nick had agreed to have Alice rework it. The main problems with it were the joint disks, the piston casings, gear locks, and cover seals. The seals were aa simple enough fix. They'd problebly handle that last. The gear locks they could salvage off parts around the Titus station, that is, where they stored all the excess la shi that they couldn't use on the Dutchess.
The locks wern't in terrible condition, Alice had mentioned before that they should have replaced the Athena's with these, but Onas didn't want to use the Titus' on the basis that they'd allready hassled with them enough. As it was, they'd just take the burs off, clean them up, re-line the threads, and put them back on. The hardest part was the piston assembly, which Alice was struggling with now. Jax could yank it right off, if he'd known which direction to pull from. Alice was no slouch, and she was a helluva greese monkey, but she was also a buck ten. Sometimes, size mattered.
All in all, they could turn this over for a decent profit once they got the thing sorted. Selling of bits of starships was something this crew had a lil experiance with... Onas smiled.
He went to his box, and pulled out a handful of tools. After a few moments of looking for his RC90 TARC tentioner, he turned his head, and looke at the ground around Alice's spot. Then he looked up, and noticed Jax had it in his hand, spinning it by the drive.
He slid on his belt, and snatched it out of Jax big hands, lamenting, "Don't take la shi outta my box fatass."
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Jackson Grimm
Drifter
[AWD:0105]29 Years Old Hacker [M:0]
A computer beat me once at chess, but it was no match for me at kickboxing!
Posts: 21
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Post by Jackson Grimm on Jan 14, 2013 19:34:07 GMT -5
"Don't take la shi out of my box fatass" Onas barked at Jax
"What, this thing," Jax commented while turning the wrench in his had. " I didn't take this out of you box, it was laying on top of my box when I came in the bay" Jackson finished as he tossed the tool at Onas. Fatass indeed the man had almost zero present body fat for crying out load Jax taught as he admired himself in the stainless steel wall panel.
Seeing that he was no longer need for this particular job Jackson figured now would be a good time to set up his gear on the bridge. Lugging his equipment to the bridge, Jax spied his nav. station. It was sorely lacking by Jackson's standards but that could be fixed easy enough. With three addition screen that were feeding him information from all over the cortex and the ship simultaneously , Jackson felt more at home with every passing feed that came across his monitor.
After surfing the cortex for a few hours and coming with nothing interesting, Jackson stood stretching his limbs, feeling his muscle stoving up he knew what he must do. Leaving the bridge walking towards his room Jackson was on the hunt for anything heavy since he was still waiting for his weights to arrive planet side. Not wanting to waste any time an getting to Alice, Jax had forgot to pack them, so he sent a wave and some money to a trusted friend on Santo to entice him to pack them up and ship them to him. Coming across two sixty two point five pound buckets and a solid steel bar Jackson fashioned himself a pretty hefty curling bar.
Making a quick stop by his room Jax changed into his work out shorts and made his way to the cargo hold where he set up shop. Starting off with standard push ups, sit ups, and jumping jacks to get his blood flowing, he then set in to his routine one set of ten curls, on the last one he switched his grip and did ten over head presses, after that he laid the bar across his massive back and did ten squats. Repeating this process five times Jackson arms and legs felt like jelly but he wouldn't stop now. Taking off in a steady jog Jax ran around the cargo bay, up the stairs to the balcony, along the balcony, and down the stairs back to the cargo hold to the other side and back up. Completing about fifteen circuits around the cargo hold, Jackson was finished, and even if he wasn't his lungs couldn't handle anymore.
"Man, I gotta stop smoking as much" he puffed out as he trudged up to the shower.
Steeping out of the shower feeling like a new man Jackson realized that he hadn't eattin all morning, heading to the galley to rectify the situation, Jax began to whip up some grub. Finding his vegetable sack Jackson pulled out an onion, bell pepper, and some mushrooms and began to slice dice them up in to small bits. He may not have liked his parents growing up but he was sure glad they had taught him to grow things out of practical nothing. All he need was a hanging inverted growing basket and a UV lamp and he was in business. Alec was the first one to show him that he didn't actual need the sun to grow things but the rest was his folks. Alice loved that he loved to grow things but she wasn't all ways thrilled with the plants hanging there room. Having chopped up the vegetables he added them to a pan that already had a small amount of oil heating in it, with a loud sizzle the veggies started cooking. Adding a little slat and pepper to the mix, satisfied with the look of the veggies Jackson then got out some protein solid, tasting of it and seeing that it was chicken flavored he began to slice off patties. Wishing that he had a real chicken Jackson figured this was going to have to do for today. Making room in the veggie pan Jackson put few patties in and let them all cook together so they could absorb each others flavor. A few moments later the food was smelling great. Hoping the smell would draw his bride and best friend to the galley Jackson plated the food on three plates and dug in.
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