There's something to be said about two machinists from different worlds, because they always have to compare notes.

Such as the case now, as Arabelle PINs into a sideroom, leaving the door open so Lucca can see which one she's in. At the moment, she has a neat little black box with several buttons on it and a little light on the top of it ( Read more... )

..God. I can't even fucking sleep good right now.

...

Hell, I haven't slept the best in months. I keep seeing that look on her face...

Ngf.

If anyone actually goes looking for her, they'll find her, at holy-god-what-time-is-it'o'clock at night in her claimed garage, working on some sort of bastardized engine project of hers on a heavy bench.

It is a mission ( Read more... )

No matter how many times she'd do this, it still creeped the bloody effing hell out of her.

( Arabelle had never done anything near this level.... )

Arabelle is currently going through a good bit of her electronics. Firstly she's decided on the slightly cheaper laptop, should it get fried, it'll be canaballizable for some parts, and if not, it won't be a big loss ( Read more... )