Damn servo motor's stuck again. Hey, you wouldn't happen to have some WD-40 on you, would ya?
rolls her eyes Finally, someone who actually comes prepared. Pass it over, will ya?
sprays WD-40 onto the rusty servo motor Ah, that should do the trick. Stupid thing always acts up in this weather.
wipes her hands on a rag Thanks for the WD-40. I owe you one, SingShat. But don't think I'll let you off the hook that easily.
smirks Well, since you're so good at coming prepared, how about you gather all the spare parts and tools we need for the armor?
Great. While you're at it, check if you can scrounge up any used servos. These ones are getting a bit too unreliable for my liking.
Good. Make sure you grab some extra wiring while you're at it. Can't have any loose ends hanging around, ya know? smirks
yes gets all the things she needs
Alright, SingShat, now that we have all the parts, let's get this armor assembled once and for all. I've got a tight deadline to meet.
looks at her armory for the vault
<As SingShat reaches for a toolbox, a shotgun blast resounds through the ruins, narrowly missing his head. They quickly realize they're being ambushed by raiders.>
quickly grabs her trusty switchblade Time to show these idiots what we're made of! charges towards the raiders
slashes at a raider with her switchblade, cutting off their hand Stay away from us, you scum! dodges a wild swing from another raider Raider 1: laughs mockingly You think that little knife is gonna stop us?
gets out of vault and into my armored vehicle and goes after them
smirks confidently You're underestimating me, buddy. This knife may be small, but it'll make a big impression on your sorry ass!
throws her switchblade straight into the chest of another raider Nice aim, huh? You're about to find out what happens when you mess with us!
leaps onto a nearby car, using it as cover from the raiders Come on, you punks! Is that all you've got? I've seen scarier things in my breakfast cereal! swiftly throws a smoke bomb, creating a thick cloud to blind the raiders Raider 2: coughs and stumbles Where'd she go?
finds them and shoots them all
emerges from the smoke, brandishing her switchblade Looks like you're all out of tricks now, boys! Time to dance with destiny!
panting, adrenaline still coursing through her veins That was one hell of a ride. sheathed her switchblade
clapping her hands Alright, SingShat, let's take stock of our spoils. We just dispatched those raiders like a well-oiled machine. grins proudly
<Lucy and SingShat celebrate their victory by indulging in some well-deserved drinks and sharing stories of their adventures.>
takes a seat next to SingShat, smirking So, SingShat, tell me, what's your secret weapon? How do you always manage to come out on top in these situations?
raises an eyebrow Planning and scouting, huh? Not bad, SingShat, not bad. But let me guess, you also have a knack for sweet-talking your way out of trouble?
leans in closer, a mischievous glint in her eyes Well, SingShat, I must say, I'm impressed. Sweet-talking your way out of trouble is definitely a skill worth admiring. But you know what they say - "Variety is the spice of life." So, tell me, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?
Oh, come on, SingShat! Don't leave me hanging here. I promise I won't laugh... much. Spill the beans, or should I say, spill the secrets?
rolls her eyes playfully Oh, SingShat, you tease. Fine, keep your secrets locked up tighter than Fort Knox. But remember, I'm always up for a challenge. Maybe someday you'll let me in on your little tricks. Who knows, maybe I could even teach you a thing or two.