Reduce, Reuse
Who: Dean, Kaylee, Garak, and Doc Nine
Where: Garage
When: Following this PM on the network
What: Dean and Kaylee clean up the mess from the fire fight, company turns up.
Dean procured his personal toolbox from the Impala, stashed as far away in the back of the garage as he could get the car without it being obvious that he was hiding it. The black Chevy was nestled between several other cars of about the same age, though not as a well kept. He had hot wired several other cars in the area and moved them to be an acceptable cover for the car while making the space to put the Impala there. From the looks of it and the dust collecting on many of the dashboards he found...these other cars hadn't seen their drivers in some time.
He grabbed anything else he needed and made his way back through the garage for the workshop, walking through the blacken hulks of damaged cars. Most of the engines looked like a lost cause, since the Cardassian's ray gun has burned clean through the block.
The hunter worked his way through the wreckages, looking for radio systems with cassettes built in. To his relief, there was a damaged Pontiac...front tires flat, a hole the size of his hips seared through the hood, and the windshield cracked beyond repair.
Dean opened his toolbox, picked out the flat faced too he used to pop car locks, and proceeded to break in while waiting for Kaylee to show up.
Where: Garage
When: Following this PM on the network
What: Dean and Kaylee clean up the mess from the fire fight, company turns up.
Dean procured his personal toolbox from the Impala, stashed as far away in the back of the garage as he could get the car without it being obvious that he was hiding it. The black Chevy was nestled between several other cars of about the same age, though not as a well kept. He had hot wired several other cars in the area and moved them to be an acceptable cover for the car while making the space to put the Impala there. From the looks of it and the dust collecting on many of the dashboards he found...these other cars hadn't seen their drivers in some time.
He grabbed anything else he needed and made his way back through the garage for the workshop, walking through the blacken hulks of damaged cars. Most of the engines looked like a lost cause, since the Cardassian's ray gun has burned clean through the block.
The hunter worked his way through the wreckages, looking for radio systems with cassettes built in. To his relief, there was a damaged Pontiac...front tires flat, a hole the size of his hips seared through the hood, and the windshield cracked beyond repair.
Dean opened his toolbox, picked out the flat faced too he used to pop car locks, and proceeded to break in while waiting for Kaylee to show up.