Who: Spanner [
sake2me ], Nill [
silencedbird ] -- Closed
Where: Abyss - Junkyard
When: Evening
Summary: Mechanics like Spanner need to go to dangerous territory in order to get free scrap metal, little does he know there's more than just metal junk and used syringes in these mounds of debris.
Rating: Pft Probably PG. Spanner isn't phased by Abyss, nope.
Other: In my living room late last night -- It was almost too bright to see.
Dried dirt and glass crunched under the heavy duty brown rubber of boots as a stranger stepped off the levitating surface of a metal board, lit with a dim glow of blue artificial lighting. Stealing a few steps forward the blue eyes wove around the shaded surroundings splayed out before him in the form of a rustic dark misshapen scenery, the blonde mechanic lifted a thick gloved hand up, digits curling about a plastic stick that was hugged between his lips, “Hm…same ol’ same old…”, turning against a ankle he ducked down to the board that hummed with a soft purr as it hovered about three feet above the ground-hands picking up a metal tablet the Terra citizen eyed over the written form he had there; seemingly blind to the moving shadows that lurked among the heaps of scrap metal and garbage- and deaf to the occasional noise of a gun shot-or inhuman scream off in the distance.
“Ah-that’s right…I need to find some of that plating…” Perhaps it was odd…that the blonde was talking himself… of course this was something he was used to, what with his odd habit of locking himself away for weeks on end, and even then it was worse because he’d end up talking to the mechanical objects he was tinkering with that never did seem to talk back, but maybe he liked them better that way.