"Well, I'm a mechanic first and foremost. Where I'm from, most people rely heavily on machines so I picked up on them from an early age. When I'm not fixing shit, I'm shooting shit" [b][i]She says, no accent with her words, the lights reflecting off her hair, going against her tanned skin. [/i][/b]"Anything big happen lately, or you just somehow get chosen to be here like the rest of us special snowflakes?"
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Well, the actual reason she was on the ship was classified, and she had specific parameters implanted in her mind that removed her ability to lie, but there were always ways to bypass this. She puts a hand on the ship and leans against it, "The Federation needed me, or rather, some of the talents at my disposal."
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"Well looks like some of us are more special than the others, ain't we?" [b][i]she sarcastically asks, grabbing her wrench once more. [/i][/b]"I best return to the ship, hit me up if you need anything. Names Alexandra by the way"