[[I]typed on my mobile, please excuse typos[/i]]

"Ja," Sven barked out from behind the pallet of canisters, poking his head up over it to confirm which rookie had been sent. "Ah, you." Sven said before ducking back behind the canisters. He slid on a glove which was loaded with micro torches at the fingertips, a device that gave him the ability to do miniscule welds in a fraction of the time. "Well, don't just stand there. Come in and debrief me." He paused as his hands glided along the base of one of the canisters, sealing the det-caps, "and don't touch anything. If these went off we'd lose the whole ship."

Sven stood up from behind the bombs, peeling off the glove and tossing it to the side, it landing among a pile of tools. As the girl would explain, he moved throughout the bay, making final adjustments to the Ichaival's auto-pilot. Once he dropped from Ichaival it would return to the cruiser and dock until Sven called it back in via Gungnir. Satisfied with his work, he then took a moment to disable the co-pilot's controls.

"Don't worry about catching the dropship. You and Ralen are riding with me. We're leaving after the dropship and getting their first." Sven dropped down from Ichaival and made his way across the bay, grabbing his jacket and helmet. He kept the helmet tucked under his arm and pulled a cigarette out from his jacket's pocket, popping it into his mouth before using a torch to ignite it. "Any questions?" He said as he made his way over to the dolly sat down by the canisters, taking a long slow drag from his coffin nail.