Post by /-Amy-\-Foxie Lady-/ on Jan 13, 2010 12:30:10 GMT -5
((Music playing is similiar to Disturbed, one of my favorite bands))
Kiala had been in the garage working on her swoop. She knew that there were three able mechanics on duty, one of wich she trusted implisitly. But sometimes you just had to do somthing yourself. Besides her R4-VN, or Raven was a fairly simple bike to work on, and she hadnt been doing anything of great significance. Not to mention she thought Al, Kabira, and Saerith had beter things to do. Kiala changed the fluids, recharged the power cells, and gave her a good cleaning, and buff job. The problem with doing all that was you got dirty. This didnt realy bother her.
Kiala had finaly become comfortable enough around Kabira and Al and various other memebers of the DLA that she had put aside her tight black leather and now wore more casual clothing. A pare of grey camo pants, a black tank top with a white skull and cross bones, and simple boots. This left her cybernetic arm in plain view, but Kiala no longer cared. She was trying to show Kabira, you could dress like a woman without looking like a girlie girl. She wasnt exactly sure why she had taken to the fiesty little blonde, but she had. Noodle ofcourse was avoiding her like a computer virus, wich she privately found quite amusing.
As Kiala began to polish the exhaust pipe somthing went wrong. Somewhere inside her left arm one of the power cells malfuntioned sending a electical surge through her arm, wich burned out the curcuits, and caused all the cogs seized up. This in turn caused her hand clamps down with un-restrained force and effectivly crushing the exhaust pipe. Kiala let out a string of curses in Zeltron and Basic. When she tries to let go of the pipe her hand wont budge. She coulnt budge so much as her pinky. Kiala looked franticaly around the hanger, "Hello..a little help here".
The problem with her yelling for help is she had music playing . Worse yet she had been listening to metal. She wondered if anyone would find her anytime soon. Sighing, Kiala tried pulling her hand free but nothing was working. The only thing she managed to do was she came dangerously close to toppling 'Raven' over. Cursing again Kiala seriously though about shooting her gun, but then again the bullet would likely ricochet, so that was out of the question. Kiala shouter for help again. Unfortunately the one who found her was noodle, who took full advabtage of her predicament to pinch her behind and roll away cackling like a loon. Kiala sighed again and adjusted herself as best she could, and sat on the floor, and waited for someone to find her.
Kiala had been in the garage working on her swoop. She knew that there were three able mechanics on duty, one of wich she trusted implisitly. But sometimes you just had to do somthing yourself. Besides her R4-VN, or Raven was a fairly simple bike to work on, and she hadnt been doing anything of great significance. Not to mention she thought Al, Kabira, and Saerith had beter things to do. Kiala changed the fluids, recharged the power cells, and gave her a good cleaning, and buff job. The problem with doing all that was you got dirty. This didnt realy bother her.
Kiala had finaly become comfortable enough around Kabira and Al and various other memebers of the DLA that she had put aside her tight black leather and now wore more casual clothing. A pare of grey camo pants, a black tank top with a white skull and cross bones, and simple boots. This left her cybernetic arm in plain view, but Kiala no longer cared. She was trying to show Kabira, you could dress like a woman without looking like a girlie girl. She wasnt exactly sure why she had taken to the fiesty little blonde, but she had. Noodle ofcourse was avoiding her like a computer virus, wich she privately found quite amusing.
As Kiala began to polish the exhaust pipe somthing went wrong. Somewhere inside her left arm one of the power cells malfuntioned sending a electical surge through her arm, wich burned out the curcuits, and caused all the cogs seized up. This in turn caused her hand clamps down with un-restrained force and effectivly crushing the exhaust pipe. Kiala let out a string of curses in Zeltron and Basic. When she tries to let go of the pipe her hand wont budge. She coulnt budge so much as her pinky. Kiala looked franticaly around the hanger, "Hello..a little help here".
The problem with her yelling for help is she had music playing . Worse yet she had been listening to metal. She wondered if anyone would find her anytime soon. Sighing, Kiala tried pulling her hand free but nothing was working. The only thing she managed to do was she came dangerously close to toppling 'Raven' over. Cursing again Kiala seriously though about shooting her gun, but then again the bullet would likely ricochet, so that was out of the question. Kiala shouter for help again. Unfortunately the one who found her was noodle, who took full advabtage of her predicament to pinch her behind and roll away cackling like a loon. Kiala sighed again and adjusted herself as best she could, and sat on the floor, and waited for someone to find her.