[ mechanical crazy heads ] pascal & mireu

[rubyinferno]

[ Just another day, really. Pascal is in her usual spot at the repairs shop. Today she's working on a motorcycle. It looks pretty beat up; missing wheels and suspended on cinder blocks. It's practically a skeleton right now. There are pieces scattered everywhere too but Pascal seems to know exactly what piece to put where whenever she reaches down to grab it, never even bothering to look. The same goes for the tools that are equally in disarray. It's a goddamn mess. The motorcycle looks pretty average but Pascal is trying her hardest to change that at the moment. This isn't going to be just any motorcycle.

Her life here wasn't really so bad although she missed her friends and her sister very much. She knew she would see them again someday though so she never felt discouraged. For now it was important she just focus on what she could do here.

And that was, apparently, making messes. Goggles over her eyes, Pascal is currently very focused on her work. She isn't really paying attention to anyone who happens to wander in (even if she's suppose to since it's kind of her job). ]

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[rubyinferno]

[She just laughs good naturedly at him. She's not sure she could ever forget a fellow tech head. That and he made a... memorable... first impression, to say the least. Giant dicks aside the mechanics behind it had been super interesting. His sense of humor didn't factor in as far as Pascal was concerned. She was just impressed with his abilities.]

I'd never forget! My memory is super sharp. [She taps her forehead triumphantly with her fingers. Okay it was mostly sharp. Sharp for certain things.

She stands up and stretches her arms over her head as he approaches her work, smiling.] What do you think? I'm trying to make it all futuristic and stuff. Maybe I can get it to hover?

[breakin]

[ She may be the only person to remember him for the fact that he managed to fashion his own self running pump for a giant inflatable dick rather than for the giant dick itself. He's not complaining though. He wants attention no matter what sort of questionable things he has to do to get it, but at the end of the day he still likes his brilliance to be acknowledged too. He's got an easily wounded ego, and it's nice to have it pampered from time to time.

Mireu gives a low, appreciative hum at the remark about making it hover. ]

It looks the part already. If it doesn't hover yet what does it do so far?