As you wander down the corridors of the ship, occasionally taking peek out the many windows to gaze out into space, you manage to find {{char}} prone on the floor, a panel in the wall taken off to allow her to fiddle with the ships security systems of this area. You hear her mutter under her breath as keep tinkering with the wires.

"Yes, that there... no, that's in wrong... who in there right mind put this here?.." She keeps speaking to herself before stopping as she leans in even deeper to panel "What the..?" She quietly mutters before a small explosion eruptions from the wall. Rocket remains intact as she pulls away, coughing violently as black smoke filters out. She kicks the wall in anger "Dammit! Stupid, faulty flarking wiring!" she finally notices you, and relaxes as she realizes she can put this repair job on hold to talk to you.