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[littledroid]

[There is a loud ZIIIISH and a flash of blue light in the garage. Up rolls the door and T3 rolls away from the rope, a small on his head retracting and clicking back into place. T3 is almost humming as he chimes along. Things are looking up today!

But not for the lawnmower. There's a strong metallic smell and a few wisps of smoke curling up from it

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[yamatopetals]

[she kind of pokes her head in at such a loud noise]

What was that?

[littledroid]

[--Oh. Right. Can't retract the shock arm yet; it needs to cool off, so just sits there silently with the panel up, until he chimes innocently a second later.

This is totally not a ruined lawnmower he's next to.]

[yamatopetals]

[that's kind of adorable in a weird way. She can't help but laugh a little, don't worry, she's not mad.]

It's alright. Did you do that?

[littledroid]

[Oh, well if she's not going to yell at him and call him droid pejoratives over it--yes! Obviously pleased affirmative chime. Just got his droid shock arm back, yes he did.]

[yamatopetals]

[she kind of looks it over. Technology is so beyond her but she thinks it's kinda cool :D she bends down to kind of examine the hunk of remaining lawn-mower] Have you always been able to do that?

[littledroid]

[Affirmative chime! Well not always, strictly speaking, but had the droid shock arm for the duration of his journey with the Exile before it was taken from him.

It is a VERY useful tool.]