Post by ENS. KYRA SADDLER on Jan 5, 2011 2:48:33 GMT -6
tag: Dr. Love location: bookstore time: 1100 hours
"Oh come on now you filthy bugger, I know you work. You just did for that bloody supermodel woman." Scowling at the vending replicator at the back of the cafe, Kyra Saddler gave the old bulky model a swift kick with her riding-boot clad foot and growled lightly. "Alright, then. Fine. I just want you to know that you picked the wrong girl to stop working for."She told it ominously as she pulled her hair back quickly into a messy ponytail, and then with a quick checking-glance to be sure no one was watching who would scold her, she pulled a small set of tools (she took everywhere) from her satchel bag and began prying off the panel's face plate.
Machines didn't always respond to her scolding them, but when it came to working on them, she was one of the best in her class. Well, had been. She'd been out of the Academy for a good bit now.
Once she got the face plate off, Kyra set it down beside her and inspected her tools for the proper manifold-adjuster when a footfall somewhere behind her made her jump and squeak, and in turn send all her tools flying up through the air and scattering. Looking back to see no one at all, Kyra sighed deeply, cursing her edginess. Which, ironically would not really be a problem if the replicator had just cooperated and given her the coffee she had purchased.
"Bugger," she cursed in a mutter as she got to her hands and knees and began recollecting all her tools, not even considering the fact that she was in a very public place and in a skirt that wasn't the most modest in her wardrobe and was just scrabbling around all over the floor of a bookstore cafe on her knees and letting the whole world know what color her knickers were today.
She had almost all her tools back in hand except one, and it was - of course - the one she needed to fix the blasted machine. "Where are you you bloody menace?" she called out to it, abandoning her work and bag to crawl towards a table and feel around underneath it's chairs.
