Recent content by Joy Gilcrest

Joy grimaced, the man's blood having left a misshapen blotch on the strip of sailcloth wrapped around her chest. "Ugh! Not again! Just got the bloodstains out from the last time!" she grumbled, trying to wipe off the blood that had already begun to soak in. "Shoulda known better than to sit near...

Joy hummed merrily to herself while she applied her limited engineering knowledge to repair the busted mechanisms near the tip of the wing. The gears and such were easy enough to replace, though a few required a little fenangaling with a pry bar. With that done, Joy took the long, polished...