Event - October 21st, 2011

[shooting_sonic]

Yuusei is in Sakana's garage, and by the looks of it, he's set up shop pretty much across all of it. His, Aki and Jack's D-Wheels are all lined up, and next to them, Yuusei and Rua are working on an engine, tinkering with it and occasionally moving back to a desktop computer on a bench where Yuusei does some programming and Rua sits in a driver's

Comments

[oo_itsatrap_oo]

*Moments latter, Rally walks into the garage and seems to breathe a slight sigh of relief at the scene*

I heard that explosion down the street! For a moment, I thought Jack had gotten hold of it or somethin'.

*With that, he walks over to the bench where Yuusei's computer is and puts down a bag he was carrying, inside are some sandwiches, one for each of them.*

[hasthetouch]

"Man, why's everybody keep sayin' we sound like Jack!"

[shooting_sonic]

Yuusei smiles. "It's okay, Rally. We're just trying to do some work on the new engine."

[oo_itsatrap_oo]

*Rally looks at Rua* That's because whenever he touches anythin' in here, it blows up!
*Rally then looks over at Yuusei, then the engine* That explosion didn't sound too promising...

[sees_the_light]

[On the explosion, this one runs in.

...

...

Realizing what just happened, she'll immediately turn to leave, with an expression of 'why the fuck am I not surprised'.]

[hasthetouch]

"......she keeps doing that."

[shooting_sonic]

"Don't worry about it."

[sees_the_light]

[Turn back around for a moment.]

Can you not explode for a while?

[rulestheduel]

"What was that explosion?"

Jack barges in and looks around.

"..I knew the last time wasn't my fault."

[hasthetouch]

"Oh yeah, like one out of a BILLION times isn't your fault!" Rua makes a 'nyyyaaaaaaaaah' face.

[rulestheduel]

"None of those times were my fault. The bike simply couldn't keep up with JACK ATLUS!"

[shooting_sonic]

"By that logic, I don't think a supersonic jet could keep up with." Pause. "Jack Atlas."

[mechanikaiser]

Hawkeye enters following the latest explosion. He holds a portable fan, blowing the smoke from his face as he enters. "Gonna have to report you guys for preparing a terrorist attack."