Re: Destiny: Cargo Bay
Six....Seven......Eight..........Nine..........
Charlie slowly counted the twists of the wrench as she tightened the railing of Destiny's catwalks, toolbox scattered behind her with parts trailing into the first Engine Room. She'd been working on the ship since waking up, unable to fall into the deep slumber that she was used to. It was hard to stop thinking about Rhaef, but it was so strange being around him...it was getting something that she didn't think she would ever obtain, but had never given much thought to the things that may have laid in the way. His killer instinct, his bloody history; every one of them seemed like little things when he was the goal. Once the chase ended, however, there they were hanging in the air. It was the way that he quickly responded, or had silent moments as if remembering something that he couldn't share.
But she would never tell. She had her worries, but she just had to see him smile, to feel his fingers touch her skin...and all of that melted away.
...ten............eleven................Twelve.
She let out a slow breath, leaning back and looking at the new railing. They had been creaky and threatening to fall, and it was one of the first fixes she'd made when coming aboard the ship. If I'm going back and forth between the engines, there's no use in dying on the way, you know? Thankfully, she wouldn't have to put it down halfway before saying goodbye to Conner. Kale hadn't mentioned when he was leaving, but if it was like most, they were out within minutes of dusting down.