[i] She shiggles out from under the warp core, her flight suit only pulled on to the waist,the sleeves are tied round her waist. Her vest top hands and arms smudged with engine grease. As she finally gets to her feet draining the last of her flask of scotch , she looks up. [/i] " Allright JT, Na man I've got it I'm just ratty because I'm sobering up , how you doing? "