York didn't know this Hayabusa guy, whoever he was, but she figured he must've had similar reasons for wanting to fix the damage -- the shortage was affecting everyone, and York, for one, was sick of going without showers. Her hair was getting awful greasy. Besides, now the station was on goddamn fire. They didn't have much of a choice.

With the Talons' help, getting into the central water control wasn't too difficult. Her instructions were pretty simple: figure out what went wrong and fix it. And if she couldn't fix it, well...Omega was probably going to get uncomfortably hot. She tapped into the system with her omni-tool and did a quick survey of the damage. Man, this didn't look good. It was gonna take a while to fix all by herself.

"This is York, checking in. Just got to water control. It's pretty bad in here. How's it lookin' out there?"