=/\= Corridor - USS Chimera =/\= Athena sat in one of the corridors leaned up against the wall. She had been sitting there pushing tools into the path of a searching hand that would thrust out from the wall every once in a while. She heard a few mumbled words, "of all the ...... rotten luck," and then the hand appeared again. {Definitely male} Athena thought as she pushed a tool toward the groping hand. She had thought the hand looked to be one of the male gender but occasionally one could be fooled that way; but the voice was definitely male. When she had first came across this person she didn't make any assumptions. All she could see was a pair of black clad legs and a hand that kept randomly picking up tools and then would disappear into the wall and almost immediately return to drop that tool and pick a different one. She watched as this process was repeated a couple of time with a few longer intervals in between picking out tools. Sensing some frustration Athena sat down and began to push the tools that she sensed was needed toward the searching hand that would appear from time to time. Athena heard a small thud and the legs sticking out from the wall jerked a bit. Then there was a soft clatter and the deep voice within the wall was saying, "Damn it! Damn. Damn. Damn." Soon the hand was sticking out from the wall again and Athena placed a tool that resembled pliers in it. She could tell by the way his legs were moving that the person half inside the wall was stretching for something. There were a few grunts that accompanied the stretching movements. "Aw, Hell," was the next thing Athena heard and was followed with the last tool fly out from the wall. She quickly retrieved the tool placing it back with the others laid out on the floor. and then softly asked, "Is there something I can do to help you?" Athena hadn't thought she had been particularly quiet but evidently whom ever was in the wall hadn't realized she was there. She watched as the torso jumped in the wall and there was another thud but much louder this time. A Loud, "Damn it, followed and Athena came face to face with a very unamused man. =/\= End Log =/\= Lt. Athena Wellington Counselor USS Chimera