Re: IC: Estanve Gastem: SPACE VEGAS
Trav is working with tweezers and hairpins, occasionally holding the sonic in her mouth. "Whoever did this," ZZZT, "is pretty good." zzzt. "A ha, logic center. Hand me the clamp in my left pocket, baby?" Trav, like her mentor the Doctor, likes carrying junk in her pockets. "Stand back, this is like a bomb. This piece here," she casually yanks out a bright red square and tosses it away, "would have melted a hole in the floor. And this," she pulls out something that looks like a spring, "would have signaled the bad guys. But, that is the master brainy peice. I am now talking to it," the sonic goes whirr, whirrr, "and telling it we're Kellnar. Chibi, catch!" Chibi pops up out of the Ipad, and happily catches a bundle of code. "And that - Oh, Jelly babies. And those are Jolly Ranchers. She sniffs at them - still fresh! Want one?" She takes a Jolly Rancher into her mouth and smiles, and offers Smoke, Sereth and Stan candy. "What? It's still fresh!" She inserts the sample, and slaps the case closed. "Later, Smoke, if you want, I'll show you all about circuits and computers and machines. I love em!"
"There. When this arrives, it will send a signal back to us and will let us know it arrived. Then, we come on in, and have a conversation with that jerk. Then, I decide if I want to drop the hammer on him. I need to know if he's a threat. Any ideas for once we arrive? He might not be as much a cowardly cutlet as Kellnar was. All shipshape and sound now."
OOC: I forgot that Trav has Resourceful Pockets. Who knows what Smoke will find in her duster!
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