Stark's, Saturday
When Jalian arrived at Stark's today, there was a...thing...in the middle of the floor. It looked mostly as if someone had smashed a toaster oven...radio?
"JARVIS?" she asked. "What is this?"
"A communication device, I believe," JARVIS answered. He added wryly, "It doesn't work."
"That isn't surprising," Jalian said. She rolled her eyes and set about repairing the thing.
"I believe, Miss," JARVIS started.
"Don't worry," she insisted. "I can do it."
One of these days, someone would listen to JARVIS. Today wasn't that day.
[OOC: Open post! Thanks to angry_pie_slice for the device description.]
"JARVIS?" she asked. "What is this?"
"A communication device, I believe," JARVIS answered. He added wryly, "It doesn't work."
"That isn't surprising," Jalian said. She rolled her eyes and set about repairing the thing.
"I believe, Miss," JARVIS started.
"Don't worry," she insisted. "I can do it."
One of these days, someone would listen to JARVIS. Today wasn't that day.
[OOC: Open post! Thanks to angry_pie_slice for the device description.]