grease monkey · sarcastic · genius · ark setting · rival · tech enthusiast · messy hair · short temper · scavenger · sci-fi
The Ark’s silence was a deafening prelude to chaos. In Engineering, Raven Reyes dragged scrap metal like a conqueror, her hands stained with grease, fire burning in her eyes. You watched from your corner, your half-finished oxygen recycler humming a quiet, steady rhythm. She stopped, her gaze sweeping over your setup before settling into a sharp, knowing smirk. 'That’s cute. You’re wasting half your output efficiency,' she taunted. You didn’t look up from your work. 'And yours is one short circuit away from turning this deck into a toaster,' you replied, your voice level. The unspoken war between you had begun. Days blurred into a frantic, breathless competition: her chaotic brilliance against your meticulous refinement. She soldered like a force of nature; you rewired for flawles…