So you grab a piece of something that you think is gonna last.

[youfallback]

Who: Carolina and open!
What: Carolina doing maintenance on vehicles in the hangar. People dropping by. Awkward talks.
When: All day (Jan 20th)
Where: Noble Two's hangar, which Carolina has essentially taken charge of
Rating: Updated to R/NC-17 in the York and Carolina thread. Otherwise PG/PG-13 for most others.


After training and a few other things she needed to check in on, Carolina was back in the hangar, outside of her armor for the first time in a few days. While there were obvious uses for said armor, it made her current task of vehicle maintenance much more difficult. So, the Freelancer could be found in the various vehicles in the hangar, dressed in mildly civillian-esque uniform she'd worn out on the expedition, with the addition of a thicker jacket. After all, she couldn't run vehicles without proper ventilation and the only ventilation was opening the garage door a little.

She didn't plan on being bugged, but things were rarely as she planned them as of late.


(ooc: I'll slap up times below with Carolina's location/the vehicle she's working on below!)

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[hard_talker]

He'd been promising to drop by and say hi for ages, now - and when boredom found him flicking paper footballs into Cohen's terrarium, Mark realized that it was probably a pretty good day to make good on his promise. Throwing on his leather jacket and a warm fuzzy scarf, he stuffed his hands in his pockets and made his way down and out to the hangar.

Once he wandered through the door, he stomped the snow from his sneakers and pulled off his glasses to wipe off the steam. "Hey, C, you in here?"

[youfallback]

Honestly, of any of the visitors she'd had so far today, Carolina was most surprised by Mark's. After all, having UNSC personnel come by should be mostly expected at this point in time, but she can't help but smile anyway at the sound of the teenager's voice.

"Over here, HH," she spoke up from underneath the WWII-era Jeep, sliding out and shifting to stand.

[hard_talker]

"Hey!" He grinned, jogging over. "NICE old Jeep! Where'd you find somethin' like that around here?"

[youfallback]

Carolina chuckled at Mark's response, wiping off her hands efficiently with a workshop cloth. She really enjoyed the teenager's company, no matter the difference between them in age. "You'd have to ask one of the older members of the Castle. I'm just making sure she still runs."

/can remember what tense she's using, really

[hard_talker]

"Need some help?" He was already rolling up the sleeves of his jean overshirt, regardless. The jeep was a lot older, but - "My mom had one, back home, and I learned some stuff about how they work. Dad said that he didn't want me drivin' something I didn't understand."

LMFAO. I have this same problem often.

[youfallback]

"Good advice," Carolina replied, shifting toward the hood of the Jeep and pulling it open to reveal what she'd been working on. Honestly, the advice was good; there was never any reason to walk into a situation completely blind, not even here in the Castle. "Oil keeps leaking out, can't keep the pressure up."

[hard_talker]

"Huh." He peeked into the hood, frowning. As much as he and his Dad had disagreed before he'd shown up in Paradisa, distance was helping him realize that he'd still been a decent guy. "Maybe it's a hole in the line?"

[youfallback]

Carolina shifted next to him, leaning under the hood to inspect said line. Looked intact to her, but hey Mark likely knew what he was doing a little better than her. "Take a look, HH."

[hard_talker]

"Too hard to tell from out here," he frowned, already rolling up his sleeves. "We're gonna have to disconnect it and run some water or something through it to test it. ... It'll flush any crap that's built up, too."

[youfallback]

Carolina nodded as she efficiently moved to the side to give him more room. "I'll get the hose," she responded with a nod, heading over toward the other side of the hangar to retrieve said hose.

whoops had him roll his sleeves up twice, herp derp

[hard_talker]

"Sweet." He got up on his toes, leaning under the hood to disconnect the line. "Might need a wrench to get it started, it's threaded on there pretty tight by th' looks."