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| - Once Torgeir was accepted into the Penumbra, he took on a job as a ship's mechanic, helping out in the palace's private hangar and is planning on using his background to help keep an eye on the staff. Living in the "Back Room", as the other mechanics and techs call it, Torgeir's made himself at home and so far fits in well with the rest of the hired help. Met Valeska Van-Derveld at the Three Sisters one night, trying to help her out with a troublesome noble, time will tell how that event unfolds.Background
Resting in the hospital bed, Torgeir's mind flashed to the accident. Ivar had just adjusted one of the jacks to support the weight of the engine they were working on, it's immense size meant for a Corvette. Two links to tubing for fuel lines had gotten caught and Torgeir tried to remove them before it was too late. The resounding boom as the engine collapsed, one of the lift chains having broken. He had told the supervisor countless times that the chains needed replacing, but someone upstairs deemed that an unnecessary cost. "How you feel about that now," the victim mused as he gazed to the lost left arm. It was always about the bottom line, never about who might be killed to get there. He lay his head back again, closing his eyes as Torgeir tried to push it all out of his mind. Sighing, the soft footsteps into the room were almost unheard until she sat on the bed at his side. Opening his steel-grey eyes, Torgeir saw his dream, the girl that he wanted to spend his life with and had been saving for the ring. One day, he had promised himself. "How are you," Amelia asked, tears brimming in her beautiful, green eyes. "I'm going to survive, so the doctor says," he pushed out a grin, laying his right hand atop hers. Leaning in atop his chest, she sobbed and as he rubbed her back, Torgeir joined her. They had been through a lot together already and he couldn't imagine life with- out her. One of the few stable things in his life besides his parents and family. Soon, Amelia sat up and wiped her cheeks, sighing. Reaching into her pocket, she hesitated for a long moment, looking at him as Torgeir blinked away tears of his own. "What," he finally asked. "I... the company sent you a letter," she glanced towards his wrapped shoulder now missing all else below it. Shaking her head, she looked down at it, still folded. "Amelia, what's it say?" He started fearing what they had sent. Had his insurance claim been somehow denied? Finally he reached for it and she held onto it, her glistening eyes telling more than words could. "What does it say," he reiterated. Finally she let the letter go and let him open it, fumbling with the fingers on his right hand, doing his best to unfold the letter until it's first few lines told him more than he wanted to hear right now. Not only had he lost an arm in the service to the company here on Corellia, they had fired him for negligence. His head hurt as Torgeir couldn't believe his eyes. "I'm so sorry," Amelia tried to console him. Balling it up, Torgeir threw the letter against the far wall, his rage now filtering outward and causing his girlfriend to back from him. Hand to his face, he wanted to scream, but held it in. One of the worst things to do.Family / Friends
Leila, his younger sister is finishing up her last year in college, learning how to be a naval architect which didn't surprise him. She being the more social had gained some influential contacts, one of them being her boyfriend that was also going to school to be an engineer. Torgeir loves his sister very much, even though they have different lives and hers now being one that's going to not only gain her a great paycheck, but all the things that he wanted to have for his girlfriend, Amelia. Amelia is Torgeir's girlfriend of seven years and being a high school sweetheart, they've grown up together. She knows him better than anyone else, besides his mother, Hazel. A fact that unnerves Torgeir sometimes. She works with a software company that programs many of the computer cores for starships and has gained a lot of trust from her supervisor and the upper management. Already having dedicated herself to their relationship, Torgeir feels quite inadequate at the moment being without a job and now without his left arm. Brandon is Torgeir's best friend and works in the same shop that Torgeir did, being in the machine shop and working machines that formed and laser cut parts for the engines and auxiliary parts to it. Growing up only a few doors down from Torgeir's family, their dad's knew one another from the local bar and as time went on, the families got together for cookouts, birthdays and other occasions. Brandon's already offered to put Torgeir up for a while, as he looks for another job but Torgeir has declined the offer, remaining in his apartment for now. Though rent is coming due as well as other bills, Torgeir is now pondering that option. Connor is Torgeir's father and works in the corporate office for one of Corellian Engineering Corporation's many subsidiaries. Keeping track of legal issues, the lawyer has his hands full with unions, lawsuits as well as insurance companies and hospitals. Namely, Torgeir's latest accident which he's been doing his best to rectify and get his son either his job back or a big settlement, but the courts are going to take a very long time to hear Torgeir's case and settle on it. Doing all he can for his son and daughter, Connor right now feels at a loss to help Torgeir who's anger and depression is making the eldest son to drift from everyone that cares about him. Hazel, Torgeir's mother, is a loving housewife that also helps file and take care of orders for one of the local transparisteel manufacturers from home. Making some good money on the side, she's been key in helping keep her son on his medication and appointments with his doctors. Doing all she can on the side to help him in his apartment, she had been doing his grocery shopping, but has since let him do that, but she still habitually has he and Amelia over for dinner.
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