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[donttellmetheodds]

723 Anderson
[Outside of this humble abode sits a car, Corran, and his astromech droid, Whistler. Corran has Whistler rigged up on a stand so he can look down at the car's engine in the same manner Corran is.

Both are fiddling around without issues until there's a loud POP. Corran jerks back and Whistler floops off his stand, screaming and hitting the ground with a THUNK.

Corran rushes over to right the droid.]

What happened there?!

[A very....rude noise comes from Whistler.]

What do you mean it was my fault?

[More indecipherable twittering]

Of course I remembered to ground the battery, see? [nope]

....oh. You need to remind me about these things. I've never seen something be so primitive yet so complicated.

[He looks at the droid, which hoots triumphantly.]

We're never going to get this done, are we?



Phone Call
If anyone has any idea on how to overcharge a car so I can get more speed out of it, let me know. The hunk of junk moves too slow for my comfort. I just can't figure this out and having more speed would be nice.

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[noluckduck]

[The tools she has aren't even really hers. They're just the precious few things she's managed to get her hands on.

But anyway, she arrives after a while.} Yo.

[donttellmetheodds]

Hey. You think you can get some extra speed out of this hunk of junk?

[noluckduck]

Damn right I can. [Sure, she looks a bit young, but... that doesn't have to mean anything, right?] It's a normal car, right?

[donttellmetheodds]

[Hey, kids are the ones who tinker most.]

It came with this house so I hope so.

[noluckduck]

Right then! [She pulls her sleeves up and gets to work! For now, work seems to consist simply of opening the car's hood and looking inside.] Yup, looks about right...

[donttellmetheodds]

Looks...about right?

[noluckduck]

Yep. It's a normal car.

[donttellmetheodds]

Thanks for that stunning evaluation.

[noluckduck]

Hey, I'm just gettin' started, okay? [That's when she starts rummaging around in there.]

[donttellmetheodds]

Hold on a moment before you start. I've got someone that needs to watch.

[noluckduck]

What? Ugh, 'kay. But I don't have all day, ya hear?

[donttellmetheodds]

It'll take two seconds.

[See, he just opens the front door and his domed head droid comes wheeling out.]

He's the resident mechanic here.

[noluckduck]

Hahah, wow, that's pretty-- [Geeky, she was about to say. But knowing Mayfield, it's entirely possible this guy isn't some sort of nerd and actually from... uh, a galaxy far, far away. And Clover just doesn't want to go into that, okay?] ... Nice. So he's gonna learn from me, eh?

[donttellmetheodds]

Sort of. Meet Whistler, my astromech droid. He knows how to work with mechanics but this kind of engine is so primitive that we have no idea what we're touching.

[noluckduck]

I seeee. Tell ya what: I'll do my stuff on this engine... as long as you guys share some stuff 'bout your technology later.

[donttellmetheodds]

Sure, why not. It's not like you could reproduce it here.

[noluckduck]

Man, you're sayin' that like I'd be the kinda person who'd run off and abuse it.

[donttellmetheodds]

I don't know you so I'll always assume the worst. It's the time I spent in CorSec so it's nothing personal.