Loqi offers a small smile at her question, having never guessed that Aranea would actually like to learn –– but then again, perhaps she was just doing it out of politeness. It was Aranea though… and when had she ever done something out of politeness alone? She was too large of a force to waste time with politeness. “This one? I’d guess six, considering the fact that it’s an older model. Two for each engine, and the last two to power up the cockpit and all the other functions that need power on the inside of it. The newer models usually have between ten to twelve, depending on what they need to do. It’s honestly due time that you get an upgrade,” he explained, sighing as he did. He supposed they wouldn’t give Aranea any better because she was ‘simply’ for hire, but oh well. She’d have to take that up with Ardyn he supposed.
He almost sputters then, eyes wide as he stares at her in surprise; “For three months? No wonder it’s in the sorry state that it is…” it was honestly a wonder that they hadn’t crashed sooner and she could thank the heavens that they actually made it back before things went south. Snorting then, he has to stop himself from rolling his head; “Yes, I can imagine how amusing it must have of been. At least they now know how to avoid an aircraft that has gone out of control. You’ve done them a favor, truly,” was he joking? More or less. Moving away then, he began to gather the tools necessary to remove the cooler, together with fetching a cooler they could replace it with. “The biggest question is now how much damage the ruined cooler has done to the rest of it. We’ll see once I’ve managed to remove it, so cross your fingers.”
the airship’s been in a sorry state for a while now, between having little time to pause for breath between being off into Lucis and other parts of the damned world to scavenge and lasso daemons into crates, and the availability of reliable mechanics. the dragoon habitually taps the toe of her boot against the concrete of the floor, and mentally curses herself for not getting it checked out sooner. a gift or not, she has never been one to take shit like this for granted and were it to be branded unusable, Aranea highly doubts they’d be willing to just hand her a new one with her being hired muscle. she exhales sharply through her nose. “ Shit, that’s a lot of power. as nice as one of the fancier models would be, I’m pretty happy with old red here. ”
a silvery brow quirks. so the shortie has a sense of humour ? funny that he would find her using the newer recruits as accidental landing strips amusing, but she digresses. she had at the time too, and it had certainly woken them up from their lazy, early morning stupor and put a bit of a nervous spring in their step. “ not like they’re gonna let anything untoward land on them in future. i’ve done their reflexes a favour, though I’m sure a few of ‘em still shoot me nervous glances in the halls. nothing like the smell of fear to make a gal feel powerful, huh ? ” she snickers. “ definitely done a wonder on the old girl haven’t I? ”
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