The Dorm Roof, Saturday Morning

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Cally, all orange-jumpsuited up, tools strapped on, and a large monkey wrench wielded in her fist, makes her way up to the roof of the Dorm Building. Today was the day to finish the Viper hopefully with Bridge's help. However, when she arrives, the wrench clatters against the roof as she stares at the scene before her.

The viper frame is tilted up on it's side. Propped up by boxes, it has been placed in such a way that it looks like it had crashed into the roof. A quick examination, however, shows that it has not actually been damaged.

Spread around the viper are the rest of the clothes that had been stolen during the triad game. They have been carefully laid out to resemble bodies that would have been thrown from the plane. Adding to the effect is the ketchup that has been used to liberally doused around the area to form the blood for the scene.

Cally stares for a good two minutes. Then gathers up all the clothes into a crate, sweeps away the ketchup, and starts going about her work on the viper. She was gonna need to move the frame to do some of the work, but she was going to get as much done as she could before that.

Because making it heavy before moving it is a SMART idea. Go Team Buttery!

[ooc: Cally will be up here most of the day. I'm -sorta- open to interaction. I've got papers to write. Lots of Papers. I need to be doing those. Not RP. And I'm teh weak when it comes to temptation.]

[ooc ETA: Oh, and the whole crash scene idea was written up and came from the awesome fh_anonymous. Yay Gremlins!]

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[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"Oh, neat. Here, you hold that while I get the screwdriver and the screws. It's not a good panel if it isn't screwed hard and tight, right?"

Cally then pulls the proper tool off her belt and grabs the a couple screws out of a side pocket. She sticks them between her teeth, and pulls out one and begins fastening the bits at the proper places.

"You learn the same little memory trick I did? Screw tight to the right?" She giggles a little. "My dad taught me that."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yep... don't remember where I picked it up, but it's handy to remember." Bridge grins, and works on fastening bits on the other side of the panel, completely oblivious to any innuendo that might be present.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

"There, that's good." Cally waggles the screwdriver in Bridge's direction. "So, you got yourself a girlfriend yet?" She reaches down and grabs the next bit and begins fastening that as well. "Seems a shame a cute guy like you being all alone and stuff."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge shrugs as he continues connecting the soft serve ice cream dispenser mysterious part to the panel. "Nah," is all he says.

[sogothcally.livejournal.com]

Cally stops for a second to pat Bridge on the shoulder. "Well, that's no good. I'm sure you'll find somebody eventually." Her hand lingers for a second before she pulls it back and goes back to work on the panel.

"So, there's the read-outs for the... there we go. And now it's wiring time. Gotta make sure you get the wiring right too, of course. Delicate touch on the right spots to make sure the engine purrs properly, right?"