Today on "Pimp my Tank".....

[freelancertex7]

Tex beamed as she pulled on her jumpsuit and gloves. Today was going to be the day. She hoped everything went over well. After putting on the jumpsuit, she ran a brush through her hair, not wanting to look like she'd just gotten out of the shower even though she did. Tucking the drone she'd be working on under her arm, she pecked her cut out on the

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[m808btank]

((Quick question: What day is this, in relation to everything else that's going on? I need to work out if you're walking in on anything. ^_^;;))

[freelancertex7]

((Hmm, I figured it'd probably just be today, the 28th I mean. Sorry for the confusion.)

[m808btank]

((Sorry about the delays. I'm at my relatives' house in England, and I can't get on very often. I'll try, though!))

[m808btank]

"Tex!" Sheila is startled from her daydreams of Simmons by the freelancer's voice. "I am over here," she calls from her position further back from the base than usual.

[freelancertex7]

Tex stopped herself from skipping over, not wanting to look like a complete girly-girl. She walked quicker than normal though over to tank.

"What are you doing all the way back here?" She asked, containing her excitement for Sheila and the new lease on things she was about to get.

[m808btank]

"Just...relaxing, I suppose," Sheila answers quietly. She quickly sizes up Tex's attitude and determines that something is up. "What do you need?"

[freelancertex7]

"It's not what I need that I'm here for. Don't you remember?" She held up the small device she brought with her.