i start it up, turn it over like a general MINGLE

[deshabille]

Who: Crew of the Caprine and party crashers!!
Broadcast: None.
Action: Caprine unless otherwise noted!
When: All of January!

[IT'S A NEW YEAR. Which means that your captain is ready to drag you into more hideous shenanigans. Strap the fuck in, Capriners . . .]

[. . . it's a mingle. DUN DUN DUNNNN.]

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[enhances]

[ Her expression is a relief—he takes it as she may have found someone, or something, here to be happy about. He's still waiting to see Saitama!! There's hope!!!

He gives her a nod of greeting before responding. ]

I was assigned here. Are you here for someone? [ Oh, but she asked him something. He flexes his arm, his fingers moving slowly... until he gets to the last two, both of which lag a little before moving. ] There's something blocking the circuitry, but I'm not skilled enough to fix it.

[ragazzina]

Yup! One of my best friends is the pilot, and I know the captain a little, too. But it's mostly Jojo I'm coming to see, haha!

[Jojo being the aforementioned pilot, which would be evident from the way her face lights up even if the pet name didn't do it on its own.

Still, though, the arm movement catches her attention, and crouches down for a closer look as he puts the fingers through their motion.]

...That's really strange. Was it always like that, or did it just happen recently? When was the last time you could move it properly, do you know how it got blocked?

[enhances]

[ He was told about the pilot's name, so he... assumes that's who she means. ]

Recently. On the planet, I used my abilities to rescue a young girl from the snow. [ A pause. ] Do you know much about engineering?

[ragazzina]

Um...well, I didn't before I came here, but that's what I'm supposed to do in the fleet, so...

[She reaches up absently, bringing her fingers near where her augment sits without quite touching it outright.]

If it taught me how to fix the ships and their controls, maybe I can do something about an arm...? I don't know, I just thought I wouldn't know unless I looked at it to see. Mm, and even if I don't, I know someone who says he likes to fix things like this, so maybe I can at least help you find someone who can get it working again.

[enhances]

[ Genos considers it for a moment, looking back and forth from his arm to Suzie before nodding. ]

Whatever you can do will likely be more than what I can. [ He flexes his mechanical parts once more. ] I don't think it's that much more complex than a space ship.

[ Or... at all like a space ship... in terms of difficulty. ]

[ragazzina]

Well, let's see what I can do, then.

[She moves from a crouch to just sitting down outright, making it both easier on her legs and apparent that she realizes she might be here a while. It's a strange sensation, but the augment behind her ear is evidently hard at work, because even though some conscious part of her knows that she should be left utterly baffled by the network of mechanics that is Genos's arm, she looks at it and connections simply arise in her mind like intuitions and epiphanies, and she understands without even realizing how.

Carefully, she reaches to take his arm and peers at it, digging around in her pockets for a pen so that she can poke at things without using her fingers if need be, and begins looking for the source of the blockage he'd been describing.]

[enhances]

[ His arm goes limp in order for her to work on it, though he reaches over to remove the underside of his forearm with his other hand; there, cords and circuits are in sight, radiating a small amount of heat where his incineration cannon gets power from.

Along the bottom, near his elbow, is a wire that's been twisted around a piece of metal. Genos is already scowling at it. ]

[ragazzina]

...Huh!

[FASCINATING. With the edge of her pen, she works slowly and methodically at trying to get that twist to free itself, taking her time to prevent any careless collateral damage to the surrounding area.]

That might be it, give me a little bit to get this free, and then we'll see if that clears up the block.

[Work work work. Tweak tweak tweak.]

...There, try moving your fingers now?

[enhances]

[ When he tries it, it's with a great deal of concern.

However, his fingers move as effortlessly as they used to; the first thing he does is clench them into a fist, heating up the metal of his palm with his power before loosening it. ]

It worked. You have been taught well.

[ragazzina]

Wow...

[From the sound of it, she's about as surprised that it worked as anyone, and even with her awareness of how to repair technology that way, watching it work is still strange and foreign enough to be fascinating. So she watches, wide-eyed, and her face lights up with a happy grin.]

Well, I'm just happy I can help! If anything like that comes up again, just call, okay? That must feel much better now. Anytime you need it, I'll help out, I'm only a ship away!