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@orbhyuna

“you know you’re really lucky i used to do this kind of thing in my sleep,” he tells her between the lightstick in his teeth, strategic wires curled around certain fingers while he pulls and prods the circuits, hotwiring the door to override about 7 locks so it’ll open without alarming the whole damn building. he’s pretty sure they can get kicked out of the resistance for this sort of thing, but one such as jaewon cannot be kept in a bunker, away from the machines that give his life meaning. he has to be around planes as often as possible, and after committing a certain, admittedly dumb maneuver in the training sessions yesterday, he’s been “suspended” from flight class for the weekend.

suspended. what the fuck does that even mean?

and besides, hyuna is apparently curious enough to tag along with him. curious of what, he can’t say, whether it’s the planes or flying or if he actually can hack into this multi-barricaded hangar on his own. they haven’t known each other long, so it’s possible she might think they would instead need someone from tech to be here, but jaewon grins as a lever shifts and the cranking of gears fills the air. “atta girl.” he carefully reassembles a few of the wires, leaving the rest in a heap for whenever they decide to leave again. he’ll have to rewire the doors on their way out, assuming they don’t get caught, but he’s not going to think about that just yet.

One particular morning, Jackson finds a blaster, somewhere on his way back from breakfast. The first thing he notices is that it’s not a regular blaster. The second thing is that there is a particular mechanism to the weapon that instantly sparks his curiosity. Nowhere in his thought process does he think of who the blaster might belong to, because that part has never mattered before in his life. And so, he picks the thing up and takes it along with him.

He goes through the rest of his usual morning routine first, before sitting down properly with the blaster and a few of his tools, so he can start on dismantling the thing to see exactly how it has been put together. He’s decided to do his tinkering in one of the shared spaces, mostly because any of these is at least ten times as big as his room. And he needs his space to be able to take something apart and still know how it’s supposed to be put back together, after all.

— orbital ask meme #1 / accepting!!

yuhwa looks at her teammate with wide eyes, a little caught off guard by the sudden question. she’s told countless lies, from simple ‘i-don’t-care’s to the more skilfully woven ones she had used during training. now that she’s an infiltrator, there would only be more to construct and tell.