HOLY SHIT FUCKING YES
“Well I uh…” Torn looked to the zoomer he was leaning against. “If you see Jak, send him my way.” He was never good at talking with people he didn’t know. Or with those he was familiar with for that matter.
“It’ll be the first thing I do,” Keira reassured him, giving a small thumbs up before resting her hands on her hips. She figured that Torn had seen Jak more recently than she has, then asking about him. “How is he? Jak, I mean. I haven’t seen him in a long time.”
Ah well… you know. Things happen. Turns out our escapade in the past only made myself and my brother stronger. Nice to be back, although things seem to have gone downhill since… *Looks around*
“Oh, you’ve gotten stronger? Wonderful.Not like we had problems with you the first time around.” Keira rolled her eyes, not seeming too troubled by the mistress of dark eco. The one that worried her was her brother, Gol. As long as he wasn’t around, she didn’t worry.
Keira flinched at the man’s forwardness, clearing her throat a bit awkwardly. “I-I’m a mechanic, yes. What audience?” she questioned, getting a bit uneasy. “I… well, there’s not much about me… other than I’m a mechanic. So…” Keira trailed off, scratching the back of her head awkwardly.
Hey guys, we’re looking for some more roleplayers to join us. We’re a pretty friendly bunch so don’t be shy. Take a look at our open character list and grab someone. We’re always happy to see new faces.
Also, we’re pretty badly in need of a Gol for our Maia, shes pretty alone over here, its kinda sad.
So yeah, take a look and give us a buzz if you’re interested.
“Tch-?! What are you doing here?” Keira glared harshly at the familiar woman, instantly getting a look of disgust on her face. She thought that she would never have to encounter her again.
Keira’s lips lowered to a frown. “I haven’t seen him in a really long time. I could probably bet that you see him a million more times than I do.” She sighed, examining her newly wrapped arm. Hardcore.
Her gaze made it’s way back up to him. “I guess I should introduce myself. I’m Keira. I, uh, work on zoomers. Specifically for racing.” Pointing back at the arena, she tried not to make herself look stupid and laughed nervously.
He nodded once. “Torn. I work on making this city a better place. Not always the easiest thing,” he gestured around him. “Obviously.” The tiniest hint of a smirk played on his lips.
Keira couldn’t help but chuckle. “I agree completely.” She looked around at her surroundings. “This place needs more people to make it better, that’s for sure.” Sighing, she flexed and clenched her hand to make sure it wouldn’t get stiff.
Razor noticed the short girl before she noticed him, for someone so petite she walked with the grace of a stampeding Rhinhippo; boots echoing down the hall. At first he he didn’t recognize her, she wasn’t one of the racers- but seeing her attire he realized who it was; Jak’s little girlfreind.
By what he figured Jak was quite protective of the girl, not that he was all that interested, she wasn’t one of the racers therefore not his problem. But still, there was no harm in having a conversation. He did hear somewhere she was the finest mechanic Haven had to offer after all.
“Vell, if it isn’t zhe grease monkey, out for a little stroll?”
Keira paused, turning to look at him again. His voice made her cringe slightly as she rested her hands on her hips, examining him. “One, I’m not a grease monkey. I’m a mechanic, not a dirty slob that calls herself a mechanic. And two, yes, I was out for a nice walk before you showed up.” A small groan escaped her lips, trying to find away around talking to this man.
“How do I see the commander? Well, I see him as a great guy, really. I mean, I don’t think he’s like that around everyone, but he is around me. We get along well, I suppose…” Keira scratched the back of her head, almost in thought.
“Krew? Thoughts? I try not to think of him often. And you wonder why I didn’t accept the job offer? I prefer working on mechanics in my garage, not cleaning for someone like him.” Keira let out a huff as she crossed her arms over her chest.