She wasn't even supposed to be on the dropship going down to Earth.
As the youngest zero-g mechanic on the ark (as well as an engineer but she wouldn't dare speak of it in Raven's presence), Althena Chen was tasked-along with other senior mechanics...
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Thena sighed dejectedly. It was now Wells that was walking beside her. Murphy and Bellamy just in front, leading in silence.
"What was that about?"
Thena hummed, lazily turning her gaze to Wells. "You look tired." Thena laughed, nodding.
"Well, trying to get common sense into the thick skulls of two boys really is draining."
Wells wrapped his arm around Thena, letting her rest her weight on him as they trudged forward.
As they were walking, they heard the voice of Finn and Clarke calling out for them.
They quickly walked in their direction which quickly opened to a small waterfall cove. They all looked at it in awe.
Thena nudged Wells, "It looks like we won't have to build those wells I wanted." Wells chuckled at her.
The group moved closer to the duo, seeing them crouched near a pile of rocks. Thena furrowed her eyes at the wet pair. She noticed their sudden closeness, shoulders slightly brushing every now and then. Her already down mood darkened considerably but now wasn't the time.
She saw blood on the rocks. Finn told them it might be Jasper. He followed the trail of blood and broken twigs.
"Hey, how do we know if this is the right way?" Murphy asked.
"We don't. Spacewalker thinks he's a tracker." For some odd reason, Thena was bothered by the 'spacewalker' nickname since he wasn't actually the one that did the spacewalk.
"It's called cutting signs. Fourth-year Earth skills. He's good" Wells chided in.
"A what now?" Thena stated in confusion. "Damn it, I knew I should've listened to Pike."
Bellamy looked at her amused, "Our little goddess here finally has something she's not good with." She glared at him at the jab and at the nickname, "Shut it, you lost your nickname privileges."
Bellamy pouted.
"You wanna keep it down or should I paint a target on your backs?" Finn said in annoyance.
"Paint a target on Bellamy's" Thena muttered under her breath.
Finn stopped and saw a broken twig and blood on the rocks. He and Clarke bent down to inspect. They looked at each other in worry, faces close to each other—too close.
