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There's an utter mess scattered over Washed Up Beach today, and a few people who seem to be trying to clean it up. Since the weather in the Nexus is always warm enough to go swimming (except when it isn't) there's also one family already who arrived with a picnic basket and found the beach just isn't suitable for that today. Care to have a look?
(This continues just after this scene. Feel free to talk to anyone there if you want, or just walk up and start poking around. I just ask that no one successfully walk off with any critical parts as there are plans to put that back together. XD )
(This continues just after this scene. Feel free to talk to anyone there if you want, or just walk up and start poking around. I just ask that no one successfully walk off with any critical parts as there are plans to put that back together. XD )
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Date: 2019-01-08 08:45 am (UTC)And the bit about swearwords gets a smile out of Evie. "Don worry about him either... not only has he heard worse, but when they're like this?" She thumbs at Eddie and Tad arranging pieces. "Hell, I used to use an old starter pistol to let them know dinner was ready."
"Unless you're good at car repairs and can help match parts up, about all anyone can do is try to find the rest of 'em." Punk tries to hide that he's concerned about when - not if - they run into any more nonstandard adaptions.
Which is when Blues reappears. A small grey tabby pads up next to him and pushes over a datapad, which Blues picks up and slides an sd-like card - that he concealed in his scarf somehow - into. After checking to make sure it displays properly, he hands that over to Punk. "Got the coordinates for his home timeline so I could take care of a few things - make sure it's not some wild mirrorverse, steal some schematics, bug Devon's office... FLAG security is a bad joke, by the way."
Punk takes the datapad. "At least the important parts of that made sense this time," he grumbles, meaning the part about how they now have schematics to work from just in case. That'll help if any physical parts need replaced, though the medics will still have to recover the programming.
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Date: 2019-01-09 04:39 am (UTC)"Yeah, my dad can get like that too when he's in the middle of a project," Dee says to Evie, grinning at Doc. "Maybe we should get a starter pistol for dinnertime."
"I am not that bad," Doc argues, with the certain shifty-eyed look of someone who knows that, yes, he is that bad, he just doesn't want to admit it.
"Suuuure you're not."
Doc huffs and turns his attention back to Punk. "I do have some experience with automobiles, but not this particular brand," he admits. "Finding more parts and helping match them should be within our capabilities, though."
And then Blues is back, and -- ah, that's what he was up to! Apparently while everyone was complaining about how they'd like to get into that reality to beat up a few people, Blues decided to actually find said reality. Though Doc's pretty sure he didn't actually beat up anyone. (. . .kind of sure.) "Well, that's certainly helpful," he agrees, nodding toward the schematics. "And are you really that surprised about the security? It's a universe that is, in part, a 80s TV show. Realistic security was probably beyond the budget."
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Date: 2019-01-09 09:05 am (UTC)"Is it a good idea to add pet hair to the sand?" Evie asks, eyeing the tabby that's now making a show of washing a paw with typical feline disdain.
Blues chuckles. "One of the many advantages Tango has over organic cats is that she doesn't shed."
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Date: 2019-01-10 04:49 am (UTC)Dee giggles along with Blues. "She's a cute kitty," she says. "Alice would probably like her -- does she like pets?"