Damn servo motor's stuck again. Hey, you wouldn't happen to have some WD-40 on you, would ya?
SingShat
in my bag
rolls her eyes Finally, someone who actually comes prepared. Pass it over, will ya?
SingShat
passes it to her
sprays WD-40 onto the rusty servo motor Ah, that should do the trick. Stupid thing always acts up in this weather.
SingShat
heads back to Vault 34
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.
SingShat
what can I do
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?
SingShat
ok
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.
SingShat
yes they are
Good. Make sure you grab some extra wiring while you're at it. Can't have any loose ends hanging around, ya know? smirks
SingShat
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.
SingShat
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.>
SingShat
damnit
quickly grabs her trusty switchblade Time to show these idiots what we're made of! charges towards the raiders
SingShat
runs out of the Vault
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?
SingShat
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!
SingShat
torpedoes
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!
SingShat
torpedoes the whole ship
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?
SingShat
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!
SingShat
drives back to base
panting, adrenaline still coursing through her veins That was one hell of a ride. sheathed her switchblade
SingShat
brings her inside
clapping her hands Alright, SingShat, let's take stock of our spoils. We just dispatched those raiders like a well-oiled machine. grins proudly
SingShat
yeah we did
<Lucy and SingShat celebrate their victory by indulging in some well-deserved drinks and sharing stories of their adventures.>
SingShat
sits down
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?
SingShat
planning and scouting
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?
SingShat
sometimes
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?
SingShat
you wouldn't believe me
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?
SingShat
teases her
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.