Heart of Glass

02

To say that Cid did the best he could with what he had was an understatement, the vehicle he seemed so proud of, and attached to, had come apart at the seams in some places; mainly the wings, those had suffered considerable damage, much like engines, which had blown out and were still smoking. Thick, heavy black smoke trailed upwards into the otherwise clear blue sky, it was a tainting mark against the bright blue and fluffy white clouds. The impact of the Broncho going down had caused small waves and ripples to still be disbanding and lapping against the sides of the now floating plane, turned water-plane.

He seemed quite proud of his landing, considering the background noise which was assaulting his ears. Everyone was being so dramatic, he had this under control, he couldn't understand why everyone was acting like they were. He was being stared at like he was going to wind them all having an untimely demise. Despite of sounding absolutely casual over the fact they had landed, and that any crash they could walk away, or in this case swim away from was a win, still didn't stop the glares, and even Yuffie shouting his way.

The ninja girl had fallen out of her seat, having come to land against the metallic floor. It wasn't like she felt any safer laying down there, it was more the impact of the crash had made her vault forwards and she'd gone tumbling. "You almost killed us!" She waved a hand his way, her legs still flailing about as she tried to right herself, but her head was spinning, and she definitely felt like she was going to be sick.

Cid just looked a bit awkward then, she was right, he supposed. Moving around the pilot chair, he ran a hand through the back of his hair, "Better go out and assess the damage." Even as he said this he saw most stand up, they all wanted off and out. He didn't blame them, he supposed, but they could all be sitting around for a while...unless they helped with any fixing.

Barrett picked himself up from the floor, grumbling quietly under his breath before swatting his hand gently at Nelly, she had been let out of the safety of being barricaded in the corner and looked his way questionably. "Think that might lowkey be our cue." He said quietly with a heavy sigh. "Hey, Cid, wait up!" Barrett called out, nudging Nelly along the aisle too. With his experience of mining and the machinery he had encountered back then, he could apply the same skills to just something else. Nelly, Barrett had been proudly told by her a while ago, that her father was the best mechanic in the undercity of Midgar, so she had learned from him how to take things apart and put them back together without a hassle.

Cid had opened the door and looked at the pair questionably, although he wasn't totally complaining, he was musing that help would be welcomed, three pairs of hands were better than one. "What's with that face?" Cid lifted up a hand, his other was still against the door, he paused opening it when he caught the almost gleeful look in Nelly's golden-yellow eyes.

Barrett grinned, laughing lowly and clapping a hand on the young woman's shoulder, Barrett just nodded Cid's way, "She's just happy to help." Barrett thought to say, knowing full well the female liked taking things apart and putting them together again. He remembered the first time a sweeper got taken down, it took Barrett having to almost pick her up to drag her away. She just wanted to know how it worked, she liked to know what made things tick...in the sweeper's case it was just the intent to destroy them, at that particular time.

Cid looked sceptical at best, and Barrett just grinned, the taller man was well aware it was an uncomfortable awkward gesture, but Cid just seemed to nod and open the door. He turned and took to rummaging in a compartment near his pilot seat, he produced a toolbox and gestured a hand to the outside.

Barrett looked down when Nelly looked up, "Could ya at least try to contain the excitement? Especially after we all nearly drowned." Barrett just had mental images of Nelly taking everything apart and there wouldn't be any Broncho left, Cid would be knelt in the remnants weeping...shaking his head, Barrett did remind himself they were currently all bobbing about in beautiful azure waters, if Nelly took everything apart those parts would sink and they'd have to swim for it...