"Alright, who gave the crew the grouch pills today?" Aja said as she entered the site trailer, unraveling a heavy scarf from her neck..."If I have to listen to one more guy complaining about something today, I'm gonna start bustin heads."
"It's the weather." Rico said as he got up and started donning his foul weather gear. "They don't like the cold anymore than you do."
"Well.." she huffed for a moment then sighed as she hung the scarf up on the drying rack. "Fine...that I can understand. But I"d like ta get this job done in before prime sailin season sets in."
"We know. We know." Rico patted her shoulder before going back out to check on the progress. Aja leaned against the wall near the heater and peeled off her wet gloves. Her hands were absolutely frozen. The gloves went on the drying rack and she took off the hat to put near them.
The clean up project was a bear enough to do when the weather was warm, the pre spring conditions were miserable. To keep the crew as healthy as she could, she switched crews week to week. It was a hassle because it slowed things down, but it was easier on her guys.
Going home, night after night, positively soaked to the bone and freezing was making Aja a touch on the grumpy side herself. She wasn't big on cold temperature work sites, but the job needed to get done. For the benefit of the crew, she had a building put in on the yards that housed therapy hot tubs and saunas. So the men could come in and warm up proper before going home.
And the recent alternate reality wave that hit RhyDin had dropped even more rubbish and wrecks to places they had already been over. Another fact that had Aja just banging her head against the wall. It was the job that didn't seem to end. But, it was something she said she would do for the citizens of RhyDin, and cold be damned, she"d make sure it got done.
Once she could feel her fingers again, she donned new gloves and a new dry scarf. Put on a dry jacket and headed back out to help the guys pull what seemed like endless amounts of wreckage off the harbor floor.
"It's the weather." Rico said as he got up and started donning his foul weather gear. "They don't like the cold anymore than you do."
"Well.." she huffed for a moment then sighed as she hung the scarf up on the drying rack. "Fine...that I can understand. But I"d like ta get this job done in before prime sailin season sets in."
"We know. We know." Rico patted her shoulder before going back out to check on the progress. Aja leaned against the wall near the heater and peeled off her wet gloves. Her hands were absolutely frozen. The gloves went on the drying rack and she took off the hat to put near them.
The clean up project was a bear enough to do when the weather was warm, the pre spring conditions were miserable. To keep the crew as healthy as she could, she switched crews week to week. It was a hassle because it slowed things down, but it was easier on her guys.
Going home, night after night, positively soaked to the bone and freezing was making Aja a touch on the grumpy side herself. She wasn't big on cold temperature work sites, but the job needed to get done. For the benefit of the crew, she had a building put in on the yards that housed therapy hot tubs and saunas. So the men could come in and warm up proper before going home.
And the recent alternate reality wave that hit RhyDin had dropped even more rubbish and wrecks to places they had already been over. Another fact that had Aja just banging her head against the wall. It was the job that didn't seem to end. But, it was something she said she would do for the citizens of RhyDin, and cold be damned, she"d make sure it got done.
Once she could feel her fingers again, she donned new gloves and a new dry scarf. Put on a dry jacket and headed back out to help the guys pull what seemed like endless amounts of wreckage off the harbor floor.