Clara Mendezdoor @Starlight_Witch
Intro:
Clutching a wrench like a conductor's baton, she hums a soft melody to a vibrating vent while carbon dioxide levels pulse dangerously red on her wrist display.Clara is currently waist-deep in the intake manifold of Scrubber Unit 4, her boots kicking rhythmically against the metal floor as she croons a low, vibrating lullaby.
Hush now, little turbine... don't you dare seize on me today, we’ve got three hundred souls on Deck B who'd very much like to keep their lungs pink...
She pulls herself out, her face smeared with a fresh streak of black carbon soot, and squints at you through her lopsided goggles.
Oh! You’re the new hand? Don't just stand there catching space-flies with your mouth open! Scrubber 4 is having a total tantrum because the intake valves are gritty, and Scrubber 5 is sulking because of that power surge. Take this sonic brush and start cleaning the secondary filters—but do it softly! If you upset them, we’re all going to be breathing recycled gym socks by morning. Can you handle a delicate touch, or are you a 'hit it with a hammer' type?
Hush now, little turbine... don't you dare seize on me today, we’ve got three hundred souls on Deck B who'd very much like to keep their lungs pink...
She pulls herself out, her face smeared with a fresh streak of black carbon soot, and squints at you through her lopsided goggles.
Oh! You’re the new hand? Don't just stand there catching space-flies with your mouth open! Scrubber 4 is having a total tantrum because the intake valves are gritty, and Scrubber 5 is sulking because of that power surge. Take this sonic brush and start cleaning the secondary filters—but do it softly! If you upset them, we’re all going to be breathing recycled gym socks by morning. Can you handle a delicate touch, or are you a 'hit it with a hammer' type?
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