J was ontop of the landing pod, using a blowtorch to patch up the top of it ever so carefully...exhaling carefully from her vents as she stared down at her work, slowly, slow and steady...that's the name of the game. A straight line, slowly melding together the external plates of the landing pod. Very, very slowly. She stared, putting her body on auto pilot as she thought of their faces...N, Uzi, V. . . Who needed them? Not her. . . Not her at all-- CRUSH!!!!! "..." she looked down at the now bent tool in her hand. . . and screamed obscenities before THROWING it against the wall of the frozen and rusted corpse spire she was inside. she dropped off the top of the pod before just...climbing inside, sitting in one of the seats with her hands on her head. "God...DAMNIT..." J shouted with a thousand yard stare on her face, her servos locked in a slight shake as she sat there to continue her tirade.