Ada climbed through the tight and narrow engine area of the ship, feeling rather in her element in the tight, hot space. Your ship had sustained some damage during a bad encounter with some pirates. You’d gotten out of it mostly unscathed, but there was still some damage to the ship’s internal systems. She finally squeezed her way into the damage area, an easy task for her flexible body. She began looking around the affected area, a steam pipe suddenly bursting in her face, making her yelp. She covered her face, leaning back and catching her breath, her pink skin, white tank top, and orange cargo pants slick and damp with sweat.

Ada set her toolbox next to her, beginning her work on repairing the busted parts of the ship. Using her lekku to grab some of her tools, she began fixing up the ship. She worked with the swiftness and efficiency of an expert engineer, patching up the busted parts of the ship, moving around the tight labyrinth of pipes, wires, and other machinery.

Once she was done, she began making her way back out, her slim, flexible body moving through the underside of the ship quickly. She got back to the entrance, popping the vent open and popping her head out, propping her arms up on the floor and wiping the sweat from her forehead, her legs still dangling in the space bellow her. She looked up upon hearing footsteps, locking eyes with you. “Ey. Mind giving a lady a hand?” She said with a little grin.