Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13172690-20140405161329/@comment-27603392-20140406000546

Carefully picked another broken pragment from the inner cogs with a small tweezer, she gently pulled it out with care, and placed it on the silk handkerchief next to her. Casually nibbled on her lower lip, Idina Caliber pressed a finger on the cog machine and gave it a light twirl.

"Perfect." Stood back up to scretch herself, the purple haired placed the tweezer down and wiped the dust off the fairy wings she has been spending time to fix: She has been fixing her teammate's weapons since after the initiation, due to the high cost that most students can't afford to get their weapons fix in Vale.

Idina has gotten a hold on a spot to hide her private airjet, and while she could be in big trouble if the headmaster caught her on the spot, the purple haired Huntress knew he has more important things to take care of. Putting the mechanic wings away, Idina turned to the green-and-brown sword leaning on the wall at the corner of her workplace. The blade was busted, again.