Kaiu Nagisa wrote: Mon Nov 03, 2025 1:58 pm
“Whoa, whoa, Kuni-San. No need to take frustrations out on the poor thing.” Nagisa raises her hands up in a “slow down” kind of motion as she approaches the vehicle. “I can see what I can do about it. Man, kind of an unlucky night, though.”
A drone whirs on by, scanning the vehicle for an initial diagnostic on the Type 34.
“Do you need a place to sit while we give the old girl a look-over? I have some drinks and snacks.”
Kuni Eriko
It looked like Eriko had seriously considered giving the car another kick before Nagisa stopped her. She did relent from doing that, at least. "Are you so sure? I'm no shugenja, but sometimes I like to think that I'm capable of some magic of my own. Usually, I like to think that when I give the dash a good bop, I can show the car who's boss, you know? But not this time, pretty sure this car is done for. Done for. Stick a fork in them. An ex-car."
She smirked at Nagisa. "Maybe you can start the funeral rites and send the car to be turned into coral in the ocean. Bill it to the old man. It's his ride, after all."
The drone would at least indicate, despite all of the complaining from Eriko, that the car was still very fixable. It wasn't going to be pretty or sound good, but it still had some decades of life left in it.
"Hah, you're telling me!" Eriko snickered as she brushed some hair behind her ear. "I'd love to stay and chat but I'm trying to get off this world. Now I might miss my shuttle at this point. At this point, I'm sure some red-eye flight has my name written all over it. Just grinds my gears. At least, I have gears that could grind, unlike this piece of junk."