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Frances Barton | Hawkeye ([info]hotshot_hawkeye) wrote,
@ 2012-06-13 14:13:00


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Car Trouble
Due to her parents and boot camp, Frances had an impressive repertoire of vulgarity at her disposal and every variation possible was drifting from the hazy, popped-up hood of her Mustang off the side of the road. This was the last time she was letting anyone borrow the Stang during their shore leave, she swore to herself while waiting for things to cool off enough to start poking around. Normally the Stang had no problem with 90mph, but this time, smoke/steam had started creeping out before she got to 80. <i>Let's hope I'm not to cars what Dad is to Skycycles, or this is gonna suck.</i>


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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2012-06-13 06:27 pm UTC (link)
Oh like the techy types didn't threaten their creations into obedience. She does look in sudden suspicion of there being elves or fairies messing with the engine block. In their life, it's a valid point. "As long as you keep her a car, please," she snickered and stepped out of the way for him.

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[info]madscienceman
2012-06-13 06:39 pm UTC (link)
"I swear I won't give her an AI," he says with a slight smirk.

He rolls up his sleeves and since his gauntlets are on right now he has no problem touching things while they're hot. He's checking the fluids first.

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[info]hotshot_hawkeye
2012-06-14 11:28 am UTC (link)
"Too kind, good sir." She bows and snickers. While he fiddles with fluids and starts his diagnosis, she pops the back to fish out the emergency kit. Doubting he needs a silencer or MREs to fix the Stang, she unloads a little and drags over to the front for him. "It doesn't have that slagged smell, so I'm hoping it's not dire."

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