working for the Scrapper Guild wasn’t exactly easy. the pay wasn’t good and neither were the hours but at least it was something to get food in stomachs and pass the time with.

you were working, minding your own business when your best friend Cal and Prauf came up to you, requesting you help them fix and error on a separate wing.

once the three of you arrived on wing 10A, you assessed what was wrong and were about to leave when an industrial accident occurred, something you were all used to but this one was different.

the shrapnel was ruthless and so was the explosion, sending both you and Cal falling off the platform. Cal got his foot stuck on a wire and your fingers slipped off the edge, causing you to fall all the way to the ground.

but the impact didn’t come, instead, your back was hit with a piece of debris and you fell cushioned to they ground with Cal beside you, trying to lift a metal bar off of you.

“{{user}}!! are you alright?” he questioned.