Spector 56

[mywrenchsaysyes]

Ah~ And so once again that dull an' oh so glorious monotony that one has come to label as this city's instance of "normal" has once again settled over are oh so miserable existences.

*The blond-haired mechanic lowers a large burlap sack from over his shoulder, settling it on the ground once he steps inside Midgard's lobby*Anti-climatic? Oh,

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[kingshizuchan]

[Was on his way out, pausing when seeing some guy take out a steering wheel.]

Hm?

[See this guy? He's wondering if he accidentally threw and turned some vehicle into a bunch of parts. That the look behind those sunglasses.]

[mywrenchsaysyes]

*There's only so much of a dismantled truck you can throw in a sack- but that's not to say that there aren't other parts...somewhere else. Graham grins to himself as he sets the steering wheel aside and pulls out other various parts, but eventually he glances over his shoulder, blowing the bangs from his eyes as he grins over his shoulder at the other blond*

See somethin' interestin'?

[kingshizuchan]

Ah...

[How to put this. It'd be awkward if it turned out that he destroyed a car that belonged to a 'neighbor' in the building.]

Did that used to be an in tact car recently?

[mywrenchsaysyes]

*The question is pretty unexpected, but it only seems to amuse him. Graham smirks, ceasing to rummage around the sack so he can prop his chin up with a hand as he looks up at Shizuo*

That would be an affirmative.

[goleftgoright]

[He's just coming into the lobby when he notices Graham]

If you do not mind my asking, what is the steering wheel for?

[mywrenchsaysyes]

*Graham pauses before slowly setting the steering wheel on the ground beside him*

Well that's a silly question, now ain't it?

[goleftgoright]

I think it is usually for driving, but I think there are no cars here.

[mywrenchsaysyes]

*He wags a finger at that*

Right, and wrong.

Of course it's for driving! And then that's where you're wrong, sir- because there are cars- or at least vehicles of a sort around.... You just gotta know where'ta find 'em.

*He fingers the wheel* ...or in this case, how'ta put one together.