Looking up towards the buzzdroid the spacer tilted her head to the side slightly just to make sure that any stray sparks or shards of metal didn't come close to her eyes. Her brow furrowing as she listened as Curse slowed in her dissection of the downed Droieka, to chitter about her gratitude for taking her to so many world's, for so many adventures, comparing the hot headed spacer to the droids previous owner, seeing her as a valuable rather than a nuisance, as well thanking her for just not simply abandoning the droid, working to get her repaired. Rather than tossing the droid aside like scrap and hiring a new mechanic.
A sigh escaped the spacers lips as she shook her head. "Well to me Curse, you ain't a droid" Eisa spoke as a wry grin curled over her lips. "Pain in the ass at times sure, but besides being the ships mechanic and part of the crew" she continued before reaching a hand up to the top of the workbench to pull herself back onto her feet. "You're my bestie, so course I'm gonna want you to not get into too much danger bud" she rounded off with a quick playful wink
The attention soon shifted to the servo processor and it's replacement, the droid dragging the replacement unit over towards her, before advising that Curse would not make the repairs herself. Though despite the spacers lack of skill yet alone any knowledge of the intricacies of robotics, she was still fairly capable of dealing with delicate parts and moving them in a controlled manner. The only catch was she would need to treat her crewmate like her lightsaber.
Taking the new servo processor and setting it to the side the spacer turned her attention to curse for a moment, focusing and channelling the force through her, and extending it out to the droid, lifting it's small form off from the surface of the work bench and held her hovering Infront of the spacer, closing her eyes the spacer summoned the new servo processor, feeling how it resonated in the Force before then searching for its counterpart within Curse. Once she had done so, the spacer manipulated the force to disconnect the original part from the droid, before carefully removing it from the droids casing.
Once the part was removed and discarded to the site with a quick swish of her fingers. Eisa then lifted the replacement processor out from her hand and manipulated it back into the droids shell. Setting it in place first, and then reconnecting the earlier removed terminals. Once satisfied that everything was back in place the spacer lowered the droid back onto the work bench before opening her eyes. "any better?"
A sigh escaped the spacers lips as she shook her head. "Well to me Curse, you ain't a droid" Eisa spoke as a wry grin curled over her lips. "Pain in the ass at times sure, but besides being the ships mechanic and part of the crew" she continued before reaching a hand up to the top of the workbench to pull herself back onto her feet. "You're my bestie, so course I'm gonna want you to not get into too much danger bud" she rounded off with a quick playful wink
The attention soon shifted to the servo processor and it's replacement, the droid dragging the replacement unit over towards her, before advising that Curse would not make the repairs herself. Though despite the spacers lack of skill yet alone any knowledge of the intricacies of robotics, she was still fairly capable of dealing with delicate parts and moving them in a controlled manner. The only catch was she would need to treat her crewmate like her lightsaber.
Taking the new servo processor and setting it to the side the spacer turned her attention to curse for a moment, focusing and channelling the force through her, and extending it out to the droid, lifting it's small form off from the surface of the work bench and held her hovering Infront of the spacer, closing her eyes the spacer summoned the new servo processor, feeling how it resonated in the Force before then searching for its counterpart within Curse. Once she had done so, the spacer manipulated the force to disconnect the original part from the droid, before carefully removing it from the droids casing.
Once the part was removed and discarded to the site with a quick swish of her fingers. Eisa then lifted the replacement processor out from her hand and manipulated it back into the droids shell. Setting it in place first, and then reconnecting the earlier removed terminals. Once satisfied that everything was back in place the spacer lowered the droid back onto the work bench before opening her eyes. "any better?"