49 - Action/Phone

[ceasetoexist]

[Well, Pokey wasn't really expecting a regain again, considering he couldn't think of much he had left that the town could give. Even less that he could possibly want. So he wasn't exactly ecstatic when he opened the small envelope.

And just stared for a moment at the picture for a moment, frowning. It isn't much longer before there's a horrible crashing sound, as an absolutely totaled helicopter appears on the front lawn of 502 Ricardo Street, now neatly embedded in one of the trees on the lawn. Pokey just takes a moment to move between scowling at it and nearly laughing.]

Well. That figures. Got you back the way I left you, huh?

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[If you're passing by 502 Ricardo Street, feel free to notice the utterly destroyed helicopter sitting on the front lawn, as well as the kid crawling around it with a toolbox. He seems to be trying to figure out some way to repair it, but he's struggling. Pokey more or less seems to really just be fiddling with things, than actually making any real effort to bother fixing it.

Bug him?]

[Phone - Locked to kids who had been in the KND]

Hey. Geniuses. If you're still here, and you're still interested in the KND or not, I need to talk to you right now. I need to know who's still in and who's out, because we need to get things organized again. You want out, that's fine, but if you're still with it on this then we need to get things moving, and I need to know.

Comments

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[redthenightless.livejournal.com]

...what in the world is that defunct heap?

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[godisachild.livejournal.com]

It used to be a helicopter. Now it's just scrap.

[He bangs his fist, a bit, annoyed on the helicopter.]

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[redthenightless.livejournal.com]

A what?

[Asking like that makes it sound like it's his fault for not explaining and not at all ignorance on hers for not knowing what the hell a helicopter is!]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[By this point, he's getting used to people not knowing what modern crap is. It still doesn't stop the somewhat snobbish tone in his voice.]

A helicopter. It's a machine people use to fly.

[redthenightless.livejournal.com]

[...>:V she'll let it slide for now]

It could fly? How amusing... but now it's been reduced to such a state. A pity. The poor thing doesn't even have wings anymore.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Eh, didn't have things anyway before. Just the propeller.

[And he'll point to the bent, destroyed blades of the propeller on top of the machine.]

Not like it cares. It's just a machine.

[redthenightless.livejournal.com]

Oh? It flew without wings? Even curiouser.

[THINGS THAT DON'T NEED WINGS TO FLY: REIMU, MARISA... EVERY YOUKAI EVER. But it's magic, i don't got to explain shit. This is clearly not magical.]

Well, even so. It's a little sad just to look at the state it's in.

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[wolf-faerie.livejournal.com]

[Hey Pokey, guess who you haven't seen in a while? This kid here, who's looking curiously at the helicopter.] What is that?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[You're right. In fact, he's pretty glad Aisling isn't a drone anymore. Not that he'll say that out loud, but he was scared she might be gone he's always been bugged by the drones.]

A helicopter.

[And then after remembering you probably don't know what that is.]

It's a big metal thing people would use to fly through the sky.

[wolf-faerie.livejournal.com]

It flies? [Now that's interesting.] But how does it stay up in the sky if it's made of metal?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It could. See that?

[And he'll point up to the badly damaged propeller.]

It uses that to get airborne. It moves quick enough that it can lift off the ground.

[wolf-faerie.livejournal.com]

Oh... [She moves closer to the propeller to inspect it.] How fast can it go?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Usually? They can go from 80 miles per hour to 200. This one was an in-between one.

Guess it wasn't all bad. Old man could've shelled out more for it. He had the money to.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[Whoa

what is THAT thing!

Don't mind this spectator. They looked a little different in her day.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Don't mind him either Barton. At the moment he's just...not even really working on it. He's kind of just hitting it on the side with a wrench, before he finally turns around to see you.]

Oh. Hey.

You want something?

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I wanna know what that thing is.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

What this? It's a helicopter. It's a big steel machine people fly around in.

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

Doesn't look like it's gonna fly much of anywhere. Looks pretty neat, though.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Tch, you got that right. Worthless hunk of junk couldn't take a tree or two.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[Whenever Pokey looks up from trying to repair what he can of the crippled helicopter, he won't miss the face peering in at him through what had once been a window. Slugger is wearing his usual smirk and, after eyeing the battered machine, starts with the unnecessary remarks.]

What a junker.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

[Pokey just snorts a bit as he looks back at the other boy.]

You're telling me. Piece of crap isn't worth the metal it was made out of.

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

[He would lean on it but it looks as if it'd fall apart. Which would be okay with him if Pokey wasn't inside.]

How did it get like this?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Let me just say this.

You wanna guess how easy it is to pilot a helicopter in near complete darkness?

[strike-you-out.livejournal.com]

It doesn't have lights?

[Slugger steps back to get a better view of the helicopter. He's pretty sure helicopters are supposed to have lamps on them so they can fly at night.]

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Not strong enough to cut through the darkness. It isn't just natural darkness. And I ended up getting into an area so clogged with trees it wouldn't have mattered anyway.