“Damn it” Lynnette muttered under her breath for the fifth time that hour. She practically growled at the object of frustration before her before standing to stretch her back. Of course it couldn’t have been an easy fix. She wiped sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand, leaving a long black smear of grease and oil in its place.

She had originally thought that the problem with her bike had been its spark plugs. A simple enough fix. An hour later she had torn half the engine apart and still couldn’t figure out what was wrong. She let out a long sigh. At least she had given it her all. Still she wasn’t about to give up. And why would she when a wealth of information could be found via the internet.

“Damn it” She said for the sixth time as she grabbed her tablet, leaving a bit of grease on its case. She would have to clean it off later. She turned the device on and began a search for her problem. Oddly enough the device was slow, painfully so. After a few minutes she turned the thing off and let out a long sigh.

“Great. What else could go wrong?” She asked the empty cargo room. Unsurprisingly there was no answer. She let out a second sigh, realizing she had three options. She could give up. Not really a long term solution so that was out. She could ask Jeremiah for help; he was the ship’s engineer after all. That didn’t seem like such a smart idea to her as he was so drunk that he probably couldn’t find anything not physically attached to him. That left option three.

“Damn it” She muttered for the seventh time as she started off towards Eimi’s room. The teen would probably mock her for messing up the device again. She couldn’t help it! Every computer she touched eventually got bogged down with viruses or random errors. It wasn’t like she was watching porn on them; no one could figure out what she was doing to cause the problems, but they always occurred. It was why there was an unofficial rule that she couldn’t use any computer that controlled the ship’s systems.

She quickened her pace as Xaara made her announcement. Lyn’s bike [i]was[/i] secured in place, meaning it wasn’t liable to damage anything in the hold, but various parts of it weren’t. She would want to stow them somewhere soon so she didn’t lose anything important.

“Hey Eimi?” She asked after reaching the girl’s room, knocking on the door. “Can you help me with my tablet… again?”