Tiny took the lights, marking spots on the statue where they would look best. Here on his shoulder. There on his hat, perhaps? Maybe this spot here by his foot. Tiny grabbed the blowtorch agian and started making holes for the wires to go through.
By the time she was done, whether Lucky had interfered or not, the top of Tin Man's head looked rather like swiss cheese. She'd fill those holes with wires and cover them with light sensors later. Apparently now it was break time.
And hot. Fucking. Damn, was Lucky incredibly sexy right now. It was impossible not to stare, her water bottle still shut but her hand was on the lid. Was it normal for mechanics to look like this when they were done working? Tiny was reconsidering her initial answer to being asked to work with Lucky full time. Her water slipped from her hand and Tiny shrieked, hastily grabbing it back and twisting off the cap so she could gulp down the water and poorly pretend that she hadn't actually been staring at him.
By the time she was done, whether Lucky had interfered or not, the top of Tin Man's head looked rather like swiss cheese. She'd fill those holes with wires and cover them with light sensors later. Apparently now it was break time.
And hot. Fucking. Damn, was Lucky incredibly sexy right now. It was impossible not to stare, her water bottle still shut but her hand was on the lid. Was it normal for mechanics to look like this when they were done working? Tiny was reconsidering her initial answer to being asked to work with Lucky full time. Her water slipped from her hand and Tiny shrieked, hastily grabbing it back and twisting off the cap so she could gulp down the water and poorly pretend that she hadn't actually been staring at him.