A fast paced dream

[Lennox]

It was evening on Rochester, after Manhattan time. It had been some time since someone around, working in the docks, had any sleep longer than thirty minutes. The air became hard to breath the longer the work was done. That also included the racer girl, who still seemed to be the fittest among the others. At least it seemed so.

The Junkers brought a lot of scrap the latest days. More than usual. The young mechanic already used her third work suit for doing the job in scrapping the most of the ships or that, what was left, harvesting the valuable parts. She was now already awake for longer than 48 hours and barely could held up herself to continue working. But somehow it was still fun. At least she was always seeing new ships or other technologies, she always kept telling herself, all the time she had been working on Rochester.

Even if the power was still there, the sleep caught her in the end. Her movements became wavering until she dropped on the ground to lean against the wall. When the overseer arrived and saw her state, he couldn't do more than shrugging and calling her off, allowing her to sleep. "Alright, Christy. Get out to your quarter already. Nobody can work like that." That was right before the newest find of the Junkers just have been brought into the main hall.

She stood up carefully and could clearly recognize, even with a blurred view, that that ship was completely new to her. She had never seen a model like that before. She rubbed her eyes and went closer. Most of the hull was heavily damaged, but intact. "Hey, baby...you're new here?" She spoke to the ship, half-grinning as she ran her fingers over the hull of the ship. "The pilot is still in the cockpit..." A dockworker mentioned, which led the others around to forcefully open the cockpit to get the motionless body out. The young mechanic looked at the seemingly dead man and kneeled down to feel his pulse. She simply shook her head and sighed as the responsible people moved away the body.

Against the instructions of her body and the overseer, she investigated the ship, the ship computer and what not, finding it awesome from the first second she saw it. "Onuris-class..." She whispered to herself as she made it to restore at least the computer core of the ship, for basic information. She was in love with a machine for the first time in her life. And it didn't took her long to start making plans about the repair of that vessel...