Katie Jensen, mechanic extraordinaire, meets her counterpart on Red Team. Some things don’t need translation.
Minor spoilers for 13×02. Written for this week’s rvb60min challenge.
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“Hi,” he says. “I’m Lopez. Apparently I’m supposed to help you with the warped axle on this Warthog.”
Okay, no, what he actually says is more along the lines of “Hi, I’m Lopez, something something something me something something car something-that-maybe-means-pencil,” because Katie Jensen failed miserably every time she tried to learn another language and Spanish class back in high school was no exception.
“Um,” she says. She recognizes him as one of the Reds and Blues, but doesn’t know him, which means he was probably one of the people on the Fed side of the fence. She’s been so busy the past few weeks that introductions have been kinda low on the priority list. “Hi, Lopez. I’m Katie. Sorry. I don’t speak Spanish.”
He grunts, folds his arms, mutters something.
“But you understand English, huh?” She brightens. “Wait, no, hang on a sec!” It takes her a moment to shuffle out from under the Warthog and dig up her pack, but right at the bottom is the ancient little datapad, and she crows victoriously when she finds it still has a bit of charge. “Hah! Got it!”
Lopez is still watching her, arms folded.
“Translator,” she says. “If you speak real slow and clear, it’s usually pretty good.”
Lopez jolts, takes a step closer. He says something that the translator picks up; she shows him the word Seriously? as it prints across the screen.
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