Janet had almost gotten out of the engine bay, when suddenly her foot got caught in something, she flung her arms backwards in an attempt to regain her balance, but failure was ultimately inevitable. She fell hard onto the floor and as if she had suddenly become the villain in a 400 year old cartoon, the pockets of her cargo pants opened and all the tools she usually kept in them, flew out spreading all across the room. She took a moment to catch her breath before slowly turning around to inspect what infernal thing had caused her ungrateful descent. A small metal rod sticking out from under the water pump, had taken hold of her left foot. Janet had noticed the little piece of junk before, but since it wasn't vital or indeed fulfilling any use at all, its removal hadn't been high on the to-do list - up until now. She grabbed the blowtorch that had conveniently landed next to her and commenced to cut it off, while grunting suppressed curses, swearing to personally hammer the nails into the coffin of whoever was responsible, after she first nailed him or her into said coffin.
The doors behind her opened announcing the captains entrance, just as she finished the job. "This place actually looked cleaner when everything was broken. I know I haven't really seen you since you've been aboard, apologies for that. It's been some kind of trip, I'll tell you. How are you liking it here? Everything alright? Any issues? If so, it's a pretty small ship so you'll be able to find me somewhere here, or just yell. And we're going on Harkon soon, so do you want anything bought for you? Our Loadmaster, Certus, he's picking up supplies and was wondering." Janet processed the sheer amount of words thrown her way as she got up from the floor. "I am alright sir. Sorry about the mess, I'll clean it up before I leave. Cestus you said sir?" She tried her best not to show how surprise she was about his sudden appearance. "Yes, you should have gotten a message from him, I suppose you have been busy with... That?" He waved his hand at the water pump. "Oh and loose the sir, no need for such formalities." Cestus, that was it. The man just spared her from an annoying search for that one note. "No can do sir, you're the captain. I just finished some maintenance on the water pump, should not make any trouble for a while." Technically the truth. "Good, nice job. Would be a shame if we all died because of a faulty water pump. Any other problems?" He was joking, but Janet knew the dangers of water in the wiring all too well. "I just checked the systems, everything seems to run smoothly, well at least everything vital is running smoothly, so we won't die today. Unless you get yourself shot sir." Not sure if her little joke worked, Janet started to gather her tools off the floor. "Alright, I'll leave you to it then." the captain said as he left the engine bay.
Once again she nearly made it to the door, after finally gathering all her tools, when she was stopped again. The captain came back, this time in company of the female Android and threw a bunch of wiring and electrical parts onto the ground, declaring they'd die after all. Apparently - Cyl? - had taken the liberty of removing them from the ship, but before Janet could ask any questions, they both left again. Annoyed she picked up the ship components, she would have to tell the android what usually happened to people who messed with her work later. The wires could have been part of nearly anything on the ship, at least she knew they weren't from any primary or vital systems, since those were working fine. It was potentially going to take a while, so she messaged Cestus asking him if he would mind to take over refueling, since she got held up. Janet let out a long sigh, as she started her search for missing wires by starting a diagnostic program on her console.
Two hours later she left the soaring sparrow clean and freshly showered. Someone owed her a drink. She slowly made her way towards the bar they were all supposed to meet up at, since she was in no hurry , she took her time to take it all in. The station was abuzz with people, running around and endlessly talking with each other. Most were human, or at least looked like one, androids were often hard to identify visually, but there were a few aliens too. Two kongi, obviously arguing about whatever one of them was carrying around in a bag, stood nearby. A much bigger Rikari observed them from a nearby bench, he looked hungry. Janet scolded herself, the thought was borderline racist, although she wasn't actually sure what exactly Rikari ate. Deep in her thoughts she got almost run over by Cestus as she turned around the next corner.