[And it was true, the mess was something she could handle, brace or no brace. Years of working with Jezebel had given Mika a rather well-adapted skill of picking her way around parts and blueprints without even catching her skirts. Most of the time, at least.
Rex's workshop was much safer than Jezebel's safehouse, as her workspace was built with the express purpose of being something of a small fortress. Mika simply found a safe place to stand and wait, peering with polite interest at some of the more fascinating pieces scattered about. She couldn't make any sense of them but they were certainly interesting to look at.]
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[And it was true, the mess was something she could handle, brace or no brace. Years of working with Jezebel had given Mika a rather well-adapted skill of picking her way around parts and blueprints without even catching her skirts. Most of the time, at least.
Rex's workshop was much safer than Jezebel's safehouse, as her workspace was built with the express purpose of being something of a small fortress. Mika simply found a safe place to stand and wait, peering with polite interest at some of the more fascinating pieces scattered about. She couldn't make any sense of them but they were certainly interesting to look at.]