Son of a--
It's not a good sign that my arriving at Desai involved an attempt to help a woman fix her car that broke down a few blocks from the Travel Agency, and she 'forgot' to tell me it was a fully electric hover car.
I probably should have noted there were no wheels. I own that was me being an asshat. The electric thing? Not so much.
I popped the hood open and, honestly, the engine didn't look anything special. I went to check the oil. That was not the oil. That was a medium voltage spark of pain going up my arm before the car lifted off the ground and smacked me in the face.
She gave me a ride to the hospital.
At least Hell isn't breaking loose.
I probably should have noted there were no wheels. I own that was me being an asshat. The electric thing? Not so much.
I popped the hood open and, honestly, the engine didn't look anything special. I went to check the oil. That was not the oil. That was a medium voltage spark of pain going up my arm before the car lifted off the ground and smacked me in the face.
She gave me a ride to the hospital.
At least Hell isn't breaking loose.