Lol, so 'Bandom Airlines' is this sprawling AU I dreamed up once long time ago on a really boring flight where basically 'they all work in air travel!' - I had/have it all plotted out but only wrote snippets here and there... For you, here's the one about Patrick who designs air planes:
Patrick designs planes for the Wentz Airlines. But he's not one of those snobby designers who never leave their air-conditioned office. In fact, Patrick's not entirely sure he has an air-conditioned office... The pay package was pretty good so he assumes he does, somewhere, but he's just never gotten around to finding it because the first day of work, he went straight to the hangars and started talking to the head engineer (this affable guy called Joe, who looks a little spaced out most of the time but who can build a jet engine with two screws and a fork) and, well, he hasn't really left since. So yeah, Patrick draws out his designs (carefully, meticulously, his glasses greasy with finger marks) in the corner of the breakroom. Someone's brought in a huge drawing table and high voltage light and a couple of screens so the din of the dishes barely even registers. Tell you the truth, Patrick quite likes the quiet murmur of mechanics and engineers and ground staff, likes that he can wander out of his corner, blueprints rolled under his arm, and walk straight into the building area and watch his vision become reality. Joe trusts him with the practical side of things no problem so some days Patrick spends waist deep in the black guts of the plane, surrounded by metal and wires and things that can make a man fly.
Bandom Airlines
Patrick designs planes for the Wentz Airlines. But he's not one of those snobby designers who never leave their air-conditioned office. In fact, Patrick's not entirely sure he has an air-conditioned office... The pay package was pretty good so he assumes he does, somewhere, but he's just never gotten around to finding it because the first day of work, he went straight to the hangars and started talking to the head engineer (this affable guy called Joe, who looks a little spaced out most of the time but who can build a jet engine with two screws and a fork) and, well, he hasn't really left since. So yeah, Patrick draws out his designs (carefully, meticulously, his glasses greasy with finger marks) in the corner of the breakroom. Someone's brought in a huge drawing table and high voltage light and a couple of screens so the din of the dishes barely even registers. Tell you the truth, Patrick quite likes the quiet murmur of mechanics and engineers and ground staff, likes that he can wander out of his corner, blueprints rolled under his arm, and walk straight into the building area and watch his vision become reality. Joe trusts him with the practical side of things no problem so some days Patrick spends waist deep in the black guts of the plane, surrounded by metal and wires and things that can make a man fly.