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@fixit--felix-rp-blog
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Y-you can? OHMYGOSH you’re a lifesaver! Do you know how to fix broken keys on a computer? I got paint on it and it’s my mother’s so I tried really hard to get it all off but then the keys came off and broke and ohmygosh I’ve been panicking for like, the last hour, I swear.
I'm sure I can do something about it, ma'am.
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: Thanks but no thanks, Fix-it, I'm not a prince charming sort of gal, save that shinning armour for someone who can't slay their own dragons. /she climbs out of the truck, pushing his hat back onto his head/
Felix: As you wish, ma'am. /he fixes his hat, as she had pushed it over his eyes. he chuckled as she walked into the tavern without him, following her. she was definitely something. and he liked it./
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: She shuffles through the tapes again before selecting one and pushing it into the player. A guitar solo rips through the quiet air, drowning out the hum of the engine. She leans back into her seat, though she keeps her eyes on Felix, not sure what to make of the funny little man. He's intently focused on the road, his face pulled into a frown of concentration. She reaches over and grabs his hat, pulling it onto her own head/ Sure you can see over the wheel, short stack?
Felix: Ma'am, I'm five foot eleven. I can see just fine. And in fact, I can see that we are here. /he pulls into the tavern parking lot, and opens his door, going around and opening the passenger side for Tamora/ May I help you out, ma'am?
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: 'Fraid not, fun-size. The signal hasn't picked up anything more than static since the day I bought this crumbling hunk, though I've got some tapes on hand. /She leans over, rifflling through the mess on the truck floor. Unlike her apartment, the truck is a disaster, almost as if Calhoun spends more time in here than at home. She appears a moment later, triumphantly clutching a handful of cassette tapes/ They're mostly classics, Queen, The Stones, The Who...
Felix: /chuckles/ Put on whatever you'd like, ma'am. It's your truck, after all. /he focuses back on the road as Calhoun fiddles with the casette tapes. He actually had a collection of records back home. it made him feel better that he wasn't the only one who collected old types of music playing things/
UM.
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Howdoyouunbreakacomputer????
I can fix it!
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: She laughs softly/ Please civillian, I've spent more than my fair share in the trenches and the talk out there would just about scald those little ears of yours. Trust me, It's nothing I haven't heard before
Felix: Alright, if you're sure, ma'am. /begins to drive to Gaston's./ Does this thing have a ray-dee-oh? /he's always pronounced the word radio strangely. not sure why, he just has./
On-The-Job Training || Wendy & Felix
Wendy: /A bit embarrassed, she says,/I don't know much about cars, but something's wrong with the engine. My dad won't help me fix it, so I asked you./
Felix: Well, the other day, I fixed Sergeant Calhoun's engine. Let's see if it's the same problem here. /opens up the hood and begins to inspect the engine./
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: A quick smile flits across her lips and she jingles her car keys at Felix, almost teasingly/ All right short stack, if you think you're man enough, lead the way.
Felix: /flashes her a big smile/ Will do, ma'am. /he takes the car keys from her, opening the passenger door so she can get in. as soon as she does, he gets in on the other side and starts up the truck./ See? Doesn't this sound a hell of a lot better - oops, forgive my potty mouth.
Felix The Locksmith || Felix&Meg
Meg: /Hands him the key and smiles, in spite of herself. "Maybe all guys don't suck?" She thinks. Meg leads Felix back to her front door and waits for him to fix it./ Do you know what's wrong with it?
Felix: /puts the key in the lock, but the lock won't turn/ I do believe that the lock is just stuck. Happens all the time, and I happen to know how to fix it. /grabs his toolbox and opens it/
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: She takes a step into the hall then pauses, looking back at Felix with a perplexed expression on her face/ Are you sure civilian? Isn't that place a little...rough for you?
Felix: I can handle it, ma'am. My life isn't all rainbows and butterflies, you know. /he chuckles/ I mean, if you'd be keen to go somewhere else, that's dandy, too.
On-The-Job Training || Wendy & Felix
Wendy: /She laughed awkwardly./ It's fine./ She said, stepping outside and leading the way to her garage. She clicked the button on her keys and the garage opened. Pointing to a silver Ford Focus Sedan./There it is.
Felix: /Walks over to the car, looking at it./ What exactly is the problem, ma- Wendy?
On-The-Job Training || Wendy & Felix
Wendy: /She looked out the window and saw someone familiar. Finally!/ Oh hey, you're here./ She said as she opened the door./
Felix: Sorry I'm late, ma'am. I was preoccupied. Now - about that car.
On-The-Job Training || Wendy & Felix
Wendy: /She sighed in disappointment as she was waiting for Felix to arrive...which hopefully was soon./
Felix: /Lucky for Mr. Junior there, Wendy's was only a few minutes away. He got there shortly and knocked on the door./
Hey Y'all!
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Yeah. I’m kind of short so I don’t think that will work.
Don’t think she can even reach my shoulder.
Well then, maybe not you. Maybe a guy?
Text: Ralph
Ralph: ohmygod Um... so what did you think of her? You weren't embarrassing, were you big brother?
Felix: Well I certainly hope not. but she seems like a dynamite gal
Ralph: Well, um.. I guess she is. WHat does that phrase even mean tho I've never understood that, okay?
Felix: Shes a lovely lady ok lets leave it at that
Felix The Locksmith || Felix&Meg
Meg: /Sits on her front stoop with her chin in her hands. She sighs, wondering when that boy Felix will arrive. Then, seeing him in front of her suddenly, jumps up and goes towards him./ Thank you so much for coming! God, I can't believe my stupid landlord gave me a key that doesn't fit!
Felix: /smiles/ Not a problem at all, ma'am, may I see that key?
Calhoun/Felix: Engine Trouble
Calhoun: Lead the way pint-size, the least I can do is let you pick. Without your assistance, my truck was on it's way to Scrap Heap Heaven. /She opens the door and holds it for him, the tiniest hint of a smile playing on her lips
Felix: /grabs door/ No, ma'am, I got it. Hows about we go to.. Gaston's?
