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[alterrainterror]

Rollbar trudges back in, probably looking for a place to sit that hasn't got a furtive Predacon in it.

"All right." With a glance at the sign, he sits back on the nearest couch and looks around. "I know about us, but what do the rest of you do when your team's havin' a run of bad luck?"

His tone takes a turn towards the grumbling. "And failin' that

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[random_xtras]

"Kintoran epoxy putty in the treads."

[alterrainterror]

He looks interested. "And what'll that do to 'em?"

[random_xtras]

"Keep 'im from goin' anywhere till somebody gives 'im strong acid." She smirked and rubbed her slightly rounded belly through her oversize black band T-shirt.

[alterrainterror]

"Sounds good to me! Is it hard to get a hold of?"

[random_xtras]

She glanced to the right and left, mouth turning up into a totally rotten smirk, then whistled three soft notes and watched as a glowing black line appeared in the air beside her. The line expanded into a black-edged portal and she reached through and came up with a twenty gallon pail of the liquid half of the stuff, handling it easily despite her slight frame.

[alterrainterror]

If his optics could widen any further - it doesn't look like it, given his design, they might. Rollbar bends over with an impressed whistle. "Nice trick. How'd you do that?"

[random_xtras]

"The door? Somethin' I was born with." She held up the bucket, wincing as her baby protested and booted her in the bladder. "Here."

[alterrainterror]

"Uh, thanks..." He takes it carefully, then tilts his head critically. "Hey, you all right there?"

[random_xtras]

"Yeah, just got a passenger @#$%&#@in' about me liftin' stuff." She disappeared through the portal for a moment before returning with the large tub that held the powder half of the putty and offering it to him.

[alterrainterror]

He takes that too. "Passenger? I'm no expert, but I'm pretty sure humans don't come with seats attached..."

[random_xtras]

"Women do." She sniggered. "'N I ain't human."

[alterrainterror]

Someone's going to laugh at him later for not knowing that, he's sure. "You're not?" He tilts his head. "What are you, then?"

[random_xtras]

"Elf 'n Czarnian." She found the instruction chip and pressed it to make it expand into a paperlike thing, then offered it to him. "Both close enough ta cross with humans, but different enough ta be different in some lists."

[alterrainterror]

He nods at that, looking thoughtful, though not at the instructions. "Yeah, I know that kinda thing. What're Czarnians?"

[random_xtras]

"Useta be one of the most civilized races in the galaxies." She let the portal close and absently rubbed her belly. "Then some frag-brained bastich decided ta wipe 'em all out."

[alterrainterror]

"Oh. How come?"