[color=f49ac2][b]Artemis[/b][/color]

She hauls up the items handed to her, moving from belt to belt replacing them and grunting as she pushes more gears into place that popped out. "All gears are in place...it should start working again". She heads down grabbing up the oil, tiny sweat droplets running down her face and rushes back up pouring some over a rusted gear watching it soon as she shields her eyes with her hands to keep the oil off her face; moving on to the next gear repeating the process, making sure each one is greased up nicely before flying back down and panting returns back to her normal size walking over to the gauges "How are the levels looking Ma'am?"

[color=bc8dbf][b]Meili[/b][/color]

She follows after Gorchek to the top and glances down watching the others making their way up the hill; turning away she looks up at the Stone-Turner ready to be on the ship and away from all the dirt and dust floating on the wind. She sits down cross legged closing her eyes waiting on the shuttle to arrive "How much longer Gorchek?"