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[technicore]

*Komui's fiddling with his robot as usual, off in one of the large side rooms where it would fit-- but oddly enough, he seems to be struggling with it. He's taken apart a good half of the machine, and it looks like he's trying to put it back together only in a different, more condensed way. After a while he gives up, grumbling

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[halfcocked]

You tried eating it yet?

[technicore]

No. I'm not desperate yet.

[halfcocked]

You will be! It tastes nasty, though.

[technicore]

... How do you know what it tastes like?

[enblanched]

[Minus his Yukkuri friends, and for the most part looking alot better. He glances over Komui's failed work. Quiet.]

[technicore]

*Doesn't spot him right away, but smiles when he does.*

Hey, Bak-chan. Healing up okay?

[enblanched]

[Nods.]

Not as quickly as I'd like, but there's not much I can do about it.

[technicore]

Just rest and I'm sure you'll heal up soon, okay?

[solo_insanity]

Perhaps trying something...

[That robot is massive.]

...smaller.

[technicore]

But it's not size that's the problem, I can work with a big robot just fine. It's just that I no longer have a crucial part of it, and it's impossible to find a replacement. I've been trying to tweak it so it works without it but it's harder than it looks...

[solo_insanity]

[Looks at the pile of pieces. To the robot. Back to the pile of pieces. Oh, and the jar. He gives that curious look as has three guesses what might be in there.]

And who exactly broke it?

[technicore]

A Noah did.

[psychic_psych0]

*Dragging a certain schoolboy in short shorts with him as usual. He stops to watch, intrigued by robotics and wondering if he can help out.*

Komurin troubles?

[technicore]

*Grins at him when he sees him, big me. :D*

Ah, yeah.

[psychic_psych0]

*Can't help grinning a little either. He walks into the room, to get a better look.*

What's wrong with it?