Thread: On the Apex [ Nymphetamine and DudeGuy ]

Emily enjoyed it when he worked, because she felt less like his mother, making sure he didn't stick two ends of a wire into an electricity hub. She also enjoyed it when he opened up to her, she knew all of his reasons for casing women around, even though none of them would ever commit to be with him, too much danger in his lifestyle. Much like her own. But Emily never spoke of herself. Quite ironic, as she was the most alone of them all. All the men respect him, look up to him, she'd seen them joke in the food room, when they ate together... On that note, the mother ship. It was about the size of a small country. It was cut into sections, military, agricultural, residential, etc. Residential area was like a giant, never ending, sixty storied apartment building. The military area, large enough to carry all these space-crafts had different bases and things. They are green houses on board for farmland, there were cattle, poultry... everything. The mother ship was amazing, it harbor almost half a billion people, per. But as, along with global warming there was over population. A smirk touched her face as she saw his back straighten, towering over her tiny frame. I guess, but you nearly got us stranded, next time, call for help! She said sternly, They would've been here in time to help us without burning out my engine! A heavy sigh left her full lips, Do you know how long it takes to fix nearly one hundred cylinders? Rolet sighed softly, knowing how his mind was working. She knew right then his was mentally complaining at her lack of speed. She never could get through his mind that they were a transport ship, speed and agility was not necessary, and she knew those were the exact words their Coronal would use. Passage? She snorted in laughter, Sorry, I used the wrong word. It's merely a hole big enough for me to squeeze into. It's only six feet deep, and I am just hanging over the engine. It's not really... safe? But let's hope I don't have to go in there often. She pointed out the floor board that was the one she used. I'm the only one who can fit in there, perhaps one of the other guys, but.. meh, not unless they squeezed. His serious voice brought out the more relaxed and playful one of her own, she didn't mind when he was serious, she found it funny. He tried so hard to look tough and ready for anything, when in all honesty, he usually just saved that tone and face for the pretty ladies with the wide legs. Pulling the wrench from it's place on her belt, she flipped it up, caught it and rolled it in her fingers. Ten? I'd say about five now. She rolled up the sleeves of her button up shirt, showing off her watch. We ought to get ready. Adjusting her hat once more she nodded, Yes sir. She saluted to him, bringing her booted feet together before turning and walking away. Hailing her men, they got situated into their places in the back of the transport, with the gear being moved. There were meshed they held onto, strapping themselves into until the flight deck said they could move around again. She hit the intercom, Major Rolet, with mechanical team 416, we are all sound and ready, the terraform devise is secure. And she nodded to her men, embracing for take off.