Thursday morning, Sparky Repairs

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Hohum, a day liek any other day. Except this day she had agreed to have dinner witha totally random guy she knew nothign about. Right. Well, he seemed nice. And he might tell her all about how he got the secrets of the universe. Right. In the meanwhile she started assembling the paintball gun back into a weapon, with a few tiny itsy-bitsy modifications. Namely adding a stake-thrower and a flame-thrower parts. She was having a great amount of dificulty withthe stake-thrower part. It just wasn't working, the balance was all wrong.

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[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin peeks into the shop then comes in, "Umm," he says looking slightly bashful, " I forgot to ask for a time? For dinner?" He scuffs his foot on the floor and studies his shiney new shoes that do not match his casual day attire at all. nil ar a chor a bith that's irish gaelic 'for not at all'

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha is somewhat amused at his bashfulness. "how about, you know, dinner-time? Mmm, 6 o'clock?" She tests the stake part of the weapon, which fails to work. The gun was never in any danger of being even remotely pointed at Orlin. She totally fails to notice his shoes since she can't see them due to the counter.

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

"Six? Yes six is fine, " Orlin says, smiling cutely in relief, " Umm, " he continues, smiling like a kid in a candy store, "Is macaroni and cheese ok?"

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

He really was cute when he smiled. "Sure. Who doesn't like macaroni and cheese really."

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin blushed, he had never had anyone over for anything, so this was a first. He had butterflies in his stomach. "I wouldn't know anymore," He relied honestly, "but I had better get going, I have some errands to run."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha just smiled. "Alright." Suddnely realizing that really she had no idea where she was meeting him, she asked. "Oh, where shoudl i go at six?"

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin smiles back at Agatha, whom he calls Clay, "My place," he says this matter of factly, he is very proud of his first apartment. "Its in Mauvais Chance Apartments, #2, second floor."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Right. Your place." She wrights down the address. Joy, she has never been in anyone's apartment before. Well, someone's castle once. But that involved being drugged and thrown in prison, and being possessed by her dead and evil mother. This was going to be different, it sort of had to be.

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

"Great!" Orlin almost jumps with glee, almost. " I will see you then, then!" He turns to leave the shop.

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Yes." She is highly amused at the fact that he is so happy about this. She does a little wave as a good-bye.

[ascended-being.livejournal.com]

Orlin waves back, and then hurries off to finish his list of errands. I need to find books,..

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

On his lunch break, Harper was exploring the town. He paused when he saw the name of the store and looked through the doorway. "Hello?"

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Agatha looked away from her very not-working gun. Stupid thing. "Hello! Welcome to Sparky Repairs, how may i help you?"

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Hey there," Harper smiled. "I saw the sign and I was wondering if you happened to sell tools as well do repair work."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Not really, but if i have a spare something i might. What do you need?" She smiled back. "I am Agatha Heterodyne Clay by the way." She held her hand out for a handshake.

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Seamus Harper," he replied, shaking her hand. "At the moment just some basic screwdriver and wrench sets. You see my coming here was kind of a surprise, and while I did have my most important tools on me, I didn't get a chance to grab anything else. My new boss said he'd get replacements but well, I don't know if I should trust him to provide the best quality equipment."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

Well, she certainly had enough screwdrivers for an entire army of screw-hating mercenaries.

"Let me see what i have." Bending down behind the bench she pulls out her tool-box. It looks very very well cared for, everything highly neat and organized, in the best of condition.

"I have an as-yet-unused set of screwdrivers here. I am afraid the wrenches are all used, and non-duplicates. You can have the screwdrivers for handwave it's listed price, i don't need it."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Nice," Harper whistled as he examined the screwdrivers. "You have very good taste in tools, Aggie." He patted his pockets until he found his wallet and got out the right amount to pay the handwaved price.

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"I try. Without them, i could never do anything." She pats a dingbot that had just crawled up onto the table. "Are you a repairman, or an enthusiast, or an inventor?"

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Little of all three, I am or at least was until a couple of days ago chief engineer aboard the Andromeda Ascendant," Harper noticed the dingbot. "Hey, you build that little guy?"

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Yes, this one (http://pics.livejournal.com/heterodine/pic/00002w90) too." She patted the second bot climbing over the edge of the counter on it's 'head'. "They help around the place. What is the Andromeda Ascendant?"

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Interesting work, and cute little guys, to boot. They self aware?" Harper bent down so he could look at the bots more closely. "Andromeda is a Glorious Heritage class heavy cruiser, High Guard ship of the line," Harper was completely oblvious to the fact that really wouldn't mean that much to someone not from his home dimension.

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Yes. They do what they are told, but sometimes they take initiative." The bots noticing being looked at, decided this was the time to wind each other up.

"A heavy cruiser? Is that like a really big military boat? Or a dirigible?"

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Nice! You got some skills to make even basic AIs from scratch." Harper grinned at Rommie's very distant little cousins. "Militray boat? Andromeda, well, she's High Guard so you could kinda say she's military, but she isn't that kind of ship, she's a spaceship."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"A..a space ship? Oh, alright. Cool. Did you make her?" She looked fondly at the bots. "That's what the Spark is for. Otherwise they are just clockwork and gears and things."

[[ooc: sure, i am around all of today, and a tiny bit tomorrow]]

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"No, no, no, no. Much as I might like to claim that kind of credit, I just help keep her running," Harper shook his head. "The Spark?"

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"Ah, maintenance. Sometimes much harder then original genius." She said knowingly. "The Spark. It is what destinguishes someoen who fixes things form someoen who invents. It is what allows me to do what i do. Some are born with it, some are not. Some say it is the spark of genius, some say it is the spark of life, some say it is the spark of madness." She paused for breath. "I say they are all right."

[theharperisgood.livejournal.com]

"Deep," Harper said. "Well, it was great to meet you Aggie, but I should really get back to work, thanks for the screwdrivers."

[heterodine.livejournal.com]

"No problem. Come back anytime." She waved, as did the dingbots.