Turtle Wax [Open]

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Samus needed a distraction. There had been a lot of talk about the Nightmare King lately, but no action as far as she could see. Even she was at a loss for what could be done. Nightmares were a inevitable part of her life, but they had become noticeably more striking recently. She wasn't exactly in a position to act, though. She had no magical powers, no mystical abilities. In her nightmares, she was, ultimately, helpless, a feeling which she did not like. She'd bring it up to the command crew, but she was sure they had already discussed it. Plus, she wasn't sure many of them could do more than she could.

She needed a distraction from it. She had headed down to Engineering and set her station up. Anyone who walked in would find the large chest chassis of her armor set out in front of her with an assortment of tools in place and a container of turtle wax waiting for use. An empty glass (which was probably filled before with some of Lex's "stash" in the crew lounge) sat next to the Hunter as she worked diligently.

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[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

"I can't quite take any credit," Samus was not startled by Gray Voice's visitation. She shrugged without looking up from her work. "I just had to discover what was left for me."

She placed down the precision tool she was using and turned to him, "I suppose I just thought it was expected of me."

[chozo-precursor.livejournal.com]

"We had a feeling that someday you would need more than what you were capable of mastering when you left."

As she looked to him, he returned the gesture. "...tell me, how long has it been?" He asked. "Since you left Zebes?"

[gogopowersuit.livejournal.com]

She thought for a moment. The years had bled together since she had left her home, and being on Stacy for so long had made it even harder to keep track of time.

"About fifteen years, I believe," It was her best estimate. She added, "I did go back. Only a couple of times, though."