Asuka grimaced and pulled her hat lower. The worst part of her job was always the rain. She lothed the cold, clammy feelling it left on her skin. But there was work to do. She raised the camera and snapped photo after photo of the yellowed window accross the street. She didn't usually work jobs like this, but a score was a score, and she wasn't going to turn down easy money. She lowered the camera and pulled back around the corner. Asuka shook rain off the device ash she put it away, and slunk of into the night and back to her space-ship.
Back at the Narin, she handed the camera over to Gurn for processing. The tall mechanic took it with a grunt and headed to the bridge.
"How'd it go?" he called back to her, as Asuka pulled off her sodden hat and coat.
"Well enough," she responded. "Be even better if it wasn't for the wet." She hung the damp garments over the stair railing and walked through to the bridge.
Gurn looked up at her from his seat and wrinkled his nose.
"You smell like wet dog," he said. Asuka sat in the chair next to him.
"You know just how to flatter a girl," she said with a wry smile. Gurn flashed her a grin before turning back to his console.
"The images are uploding now." Gurn sat back and clasped his hands behind his head."Easiest grand we ever made." He looked at Asuka. "This'll take a bit. Why don't you go have a shower? There's some leftovers you can nuke for dinner too."
"Mmm, sounds good." Asuka stood and clapped Gurn on the shoulder. "I'll leave you to it then."