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"I-I know but they insisted that I come get you." She mumbled. It was ridiculous how much they would pull him away from whatever project he was working on to come fix their minor ones. Yao was just as capable to fix what ever small electrical problems they normally had. She had a feeling they didn’t trust him, old racial stigmas. Or it could have been the fact that Yao would talk shit about the Marshals in his own native tongue. She heaved a sigh wiping the back of her hand along her brow. "I’m not sure of the exact problem, but from what I could hear it seems to be one of the alarms going off." 

"Oh joy….I wonder how they broke that." He gave another sigh. "Fine….let’s just go before they start their annoying comm calling." He grabbed one of the toolboxes situated around the area. He made sure it was one for fixing electrical issues then closed it and started heading towards the monitoring room. "I swear even Jones could fix this problem though since there’s a simple power box right in the room."

She gave a shrug following close. “He might have already tried. You know he has a habit of tinkering with things.” She felt bad for her friend being one of the few mechanics on this ship left him with little to know time to himself or for sleep. The closer the got to the monitoring room for the Marshal security the louder distress the alarms could be heard. A few Marshals were standing around on the baggage claim floor staring up to the small office area over head. The head Marshal was speaking to a few of his men in a heated tone, before he spotted the blond haired mechanic. “Kirkland, where have you been?! This alarm has been going off for the past twenty minutes. Apparently there’s something wrong in the medical wing. I need you to shut this damn thing off and head down to medical to figure out what in blazes set it off. People are freaking out, and I wont have a riot under my watch.”  

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The dull hum of the Sevastopol could be heard with the clanking of her boots against the floor. She was heading down the hallways heading towards the dry dock, and primary airlock where Arthur was reported to be last seen. It wasn’t to hard to find him he had torn up the grate plating over the pipes. She approached cautiously not wanting to startle him especially while he was wielding a plasma torch . “Arthur.” She called out winching a little at the prospect of having to bother him. She knew he was a very busy man. “Arthur, I’m sorry to bother you but. The marshals need you in the monitoring room. They say its an emergency.”

The first calling of his name made him groan in mild frustration and he turned off the torch. Everyone always wanted him to fix everything on the ship. Even the tiniest of things. And he was being bothered a lot lately. “What now?” He lifted his protection mask and looked up at the other. His scowl softened a bit at her apology and he gave a sigh.

"Like hell it’s an emergency. If it was a real emergency they would’ve called for me over the comms." He said as he climbed his way out of the piping-system under the grate.  "Damn marshals don’t know how to fix anything….stupid jarheads have no respect for what I do and how long it takes when they keep bugging me." He was muttering but his frustration with the marshals came across quite clear.

"So…what did they want?"

"I-I know but they insisted that I come get you." She mumbled. It was ridiculous how much they would pull him away from whatever project he was working on to come fix their minor ones. Yao was just as capable to fix what ever small electrical problems they normally had. She had a feeling they didn’t trust him, old racial stigmas. Or it could have been the fact that Yao would talk shit about the Marshals in his own native tongue. She heaved a sigh wiping the back of her hand along her brow. "I’m not sure of the exact problem, but from what I could hear it seems to be one of the alarms going off." 

The dull hum of the Sevastopol could be heard with the clanking of her boots against the floor. She was heading down the hallways heading towards the dry dock, and primary airlock where Arthur was reported to be last seen. It wasn’t to hard to find him he had torn up the grate plating over the pipes. She approached cautiously not wanting to startle him especially while he was wielding a plasma torch . “Arthur.” She called out winching a little at the prospect of having to bother him. She knew he was a very busy man. “Arthur, I’m sorry to bother you but. The marshals need you in the monitoring room. They say its an emergency.”

He's going to slip into the snake sanctuary, hearing about Allen having a girl in his life. "Hello~ Anyone here?" He grinned, excitedly.

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She heard the voice, but she didn’t recognize who it was. The pen she held moved against the paper, marking down and checking off which snakes had been fed that day and their weights before and after feeding. “Uh hello. Just give me a second and I’ll be with you.” Andrea had just finished with one of the younger snakes placing it back in its enclosure. She peeked around the corner wondering if it was a fellow worker or a guest. “Yes how may I help you?” 

"of course, and he’s said enough, nothing in detail if that’s what you’re worried about, I know what kind if guy he is," he chuckled, walking to the snakes once more, looking at the ones that have already been taken care of. "But it was all good,"

"That’s good to know." The tension in her body seemed to ease though the blush remained as she turned to take up the clipboard again. Her eyes moved down the list double checking which snakes she had already attended to, moving to the next one. She pulled out the the tank on its little rail so she could freely pop open the screen on top. Gently she reached inside to pull out the snake. She cradled it in her arm as she moved the little guy over to the scale placing the snake into the the tub on top to weigh him. "So how do you know Allen? Is it just through his sister Allie or?…." The scale beeped indicating it was done. She checked the screen writing down the weight. 

He chuckled at the question and took a snake that still needed to be fed. “You can say that. It wasn’t too long after she had taken me in when her family came over and I met everyone, and that was when I was very shy and a little distrusting of most people. Least to say, it was an interesting meeting,” he laughed at the memory. So how did you two meet? Allen never said how to me,”

She picked up the snake placing the little guy back into his enclosure letting him get settled as she marked down the temperature and humidity, before picking up the forceps to grab a decent sized mouse she had thawed out.  ”Uh well it was in a bar. I was looking to get a bit drunk after a shitty day at work and he just showed up and decided to talk to me.”

He's going to slip into the snake sanctuary, hearing about Allen having a girl in his life. "Hello~ Anyone here?" He grinned, excitedly.

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She heard the voice, but she didn’t recognize who it was. The pen she held moved against the paper, marking down and checking off which snakes had been fed that day and their weights before and after feeding. “Uh hello. Just give me a second and I’ll be with you.” Andrea had just finished with one of the younger snakes placing it back in its enclosure. She peeked around the corner wondering if it was a fellow worker or a guest. “Yes how may I help you?” 

He nodded, smiling brightly. “Its a pleasure, Andrea. And yes, well, that and personal reasons,” he chuckled. “I’m glad Allie found someone for here. I’m usually too busy with the dogs, cats, and other animals to help her here. And its great to see you’re doing a fantastic job,” he nodded, going over and looked at the snakes happily. “So, the personal stuff…I hear you’re acquainted with Allen eh?” He asked, his smile softening.

"Personal?" Her eyebrow quirked a little curious as to what personal matters Matthew might have to come visit her but she wouldn’t pry further if he seem reluctant to answer. "Well I’m glad to be working here. Its far nicer than my previous job. Less stress." Well she hadn’t really expected an answer on the personal reasons but it seemed he knew about Allen. Her face felt a little hot as a small amount of blush formed on her cheeks. How many people knew? "Oh…yes I’m acquainted with him. He’s the one who actually suggested the job to me, and introduced me to Allie." Calm down Andrea you don’t know how much he knows. 

He chuckled at her blush, before offering her a warm smile. “Yeah, Al told me a bit about you, but when he said you were working here now, I just had to meet you in person, and might I say, he has himself quite the cutie,” he chuckled once more.

She tensed a little wondering what and how much Allen had told Matthew.”I…I don’t know what he’s told you but I hope it was all good things.”  Her blush deepened at his compliment, not really sure how she should respond to that. She cleared her throat and gave an awkward chuckle. Her hand moved up to rub along her neck. “That’s what Allen has said as well. Not those exact words but..”

She gave a soft sigh her hand moving from her neck to run along her face and temples. “Do you mind if I work while we talk? I still have some snakes to attend to before I start rotating them out into the big enclosure. I’m sure some of them are getting rambunctious.” 

"of course, and he’s said enough, nothing in detail if that’s what you’re worried about, I know what kind if guy he is," he chuckled, walking to the snakes once more, looking at the ones that have already been taken care of. "But it was all good,"

"That’s good to know." The tension in her body seemed to ease though the blush remained as she turned to take up the clipboard again. Her eyes moved down the list double checking which snakes she had already attended to, moving to the next one. She pulled out the the tank on its little rail so she could freely pop open the screen on top. Gently she reached inside to pull out the snake. She cradled it in her arm as she moved the little guy over to the scale placing the snake into the the tub on top to weigh him. "So how do you know Allen? Is it just through his sister Allie or?…." The scale beeped indicating it was done. She checked the screen writing down the weight.