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[slashordash]

[ in an attempt to get her bike back up and running, Haku's taken a fair amount of it apart, and is currently laying on her back, attacking it with a wrench. There are nuts and bolts and strips of scrap metal spread out on the ground around her, and she may well have stripped the tour bus of unnecessary parts, to repair her bike. Humming under her

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[tillyoufindme]

Haku. [standing over her, she leans forward so she can look at her face] Is it coming along okay? Want me to help?

[slashordash]

[she shrugs. As well as she can shrug on her back, anyway] Guess so. And you couldn't even fix your own bike, Luka.

[tillyoufindme]

I could fix it just fine, until it broke down! It was totally unrepairable.

[slashordash]

Wait. Did you just say that you could fix it until it broke down?

[beingtsumanne]

How're the repairs goin'?

[slashordash]

Suspiciously well, actually. A wheel will probably fall off when I'm on the road, or something.

[beingtsumanne]

Yeah. I'd be careful about letting anyone else ride that thing.

[slashordash]

Give it a try some time. You can always be put back together, right?