Sleek
Show me a good time, Jack!
Isaac Clarke
As Isaac approached the group, he noticed something similar between the two broad-shouldered individuals. One was openly robotic, but the other had a closed helmet. Both had weird mechanical floating devices (Some sort of helper drone?), similar armor, and seemed well acquainted. He decided to keep his distance, finding them too similar to EarthGov soldiers. He gave the both of them a nod, same for the guy in normal clothes (again, too soldierly for his liking. They hadn't gone crazy yet, but Isaac didn't trust them not to).
However, an all-too-familiar smell wafted over to him, through his RIG's ventilation systems. It was nauseating, sure, but then again, Isaac had dealt with Necromorphs before.
He followed it to the site of a downed aircraft of sorts, and then cracked a small smile under his helmet. He enjoyed his job, at least, he did before all of the madness of Aegis VII and the Ishimura. He clipped his plasma cutter to his belt, and then approached the wreck, waving to the pilot, and letting his helmet come off of his head, folding itself into his armor.
"Hey! Need a hand?"
He asked, coming to a stop at a fairly respectable distance. This girl didn't seem like the soldierly types back there, so Isaac's battered mind automatically instilled a bit more trust into her than he normally assigned. He gestured to the engine, and her toolbox.
"My name's Isaac. I'm an engineer, so I know my way around this sort of thing."
He held off on actually helping her until she let him. People were unpredictable, and the last thing he needed was another screwdriver being jammed into his helmet, or another standoff like on Tau Volantis.
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