#(revolutionaryanarchy)

[dpn-datalogs]

@revolutionaryanarchy continued from X

“You dont say?”

For a moment she looked him over while adjusting the shoulder strap of a bag she was carrying. She looked to mull something over before finally deciding to saunter in his direction.

“Here could you be a dear and hold this for me?”

Reaching into the bag she pulled out a bottle of rum which she handed to him.

“Oh, yeah, sure.” Hydro carefully took the bottle, giving it a look see. From what he could tell, it wasn’t exactly cheap stuff. The fishbot whistled. “Fancy. Usually I’m the one who does the wining and dining, but I guess I can be on the recieveing end just this once.”

[machinesandman]

Closed starter for: @revolutionaryanarchy​

It was a clear sky evening, well after work, at the recycle junction. Jasmine had a pass for this place, well known face to get in an out. Reuse parts from machinery and vehickles just fine, and occasionally smuggling out robotics parts that were deeper down the rows and rows of organized sections. That sort of thing had been growing more and more common these days.

Currently, the human mechanic, still in her work overalls, held a Mettool under one arm that was barely functional. “Easy, you’re going to wear out your reserve energy supply. Go into standby.” She eased it, walking back through the mechanical junk. Already her truck had been stocked with a few broke down mets, several extra parts, far too many arms, plenty of extra axels, some bonus vehicle portions, and tons of scrap. It was a good haul this evening. Still needed to go deeper, find things that could be lingering.