#thatcatcharide

❛ Just, be quiet for a moment and let me explain. ❜ A  breath escaped between her lips as she pinched the  bridge of her nose, she was going to kill Salvador  later for this. It was his fault anyway, and he should  have dealt with the consequences like an adult and not left Maya to deal with Scooter herself. Taking  an extra moment to make sure she would be able  to get a word in edgewise, she spoke again. ❛ I don’t really know how to drive, there was only one time and I did more damage to the bullymongs than the car. Since then, I’ve only been the passenger. It really wasn’t me who crashed the runner into the catch-a-ride machine. ❜

Look at you, trying to sound like something I’d give a damn about.

"You look like an Engineer. You a new hire 'round here?" Phil leaned forward and tilted his head, curiosity etched onto his face. "If that's the case, what team? You're not wearing any team colors, and the teleporters are broken. Totally not my fault either. The grenade just broke." 

She lifted a hand in greeting as she entered and made her way down the stair well. "Scooter right?" She asked before offering her hand with a slight smile. "I'm Naela, I'm kind of new around here." She shifted her weight a bit nervously. 

"Someone's far away from home."

"..yeah-ha." He laughs, "..it's a pretty good day to be me."