Issue 1 Downtime

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 6:52 pm**

Teri is a hive-mind of her word and having promised Ayami she'd find out what Professor Sackville is up to she has spread herself around the trees around the garage, waiting.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:28 pm**

There was a crack, as someone came in, dropping a large tool case on the floor near the door.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:34 pm**

A couple of bugs outside swarm and scatter for a moment before settling down again, Teri silently scolding herself before expanding herself to a couple gnats buzzing around inside.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:49 pm**

Bobby had left the garage door open, as it was a clear night.

Swatting absently at a couple gnats, he took a look at Nicks motorcycle, smirking.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 8:58 pm**

The gnats dodge away as they are wont to do, tumbling through the air a bit and going back to buzzing around the closest light-source, while Teri patiently waits. She idly wonders how many people go in and out of the garage at night, because obviously this is not the cute history professor.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 9:16 pm**

The next one coming in was, in fact, said history professor. He was wearing a suit, and had a briefcase in one hand.

"Oh! Didn't...didn't expect anyone to be here this time of night."

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 9:39 pm**

Roland Sackville wrote:
"Oh! Didn't...didn't expect anyone to be here this time of night."

"Emergency bearing replacement, Professor. What can I say? The headmistress skids through the corner of Hyde park past a police camera, she tends to want the reason resolved."

Bobby dropped a mat before the car, and got on the floor.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 10:42 pm**

"So...you're the...mechanic, then? Are you a student?"

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 11:06 pm**

"I'm A mechanic, not The mechanic. I have a flat off campus, and I do oddjobs around. Mostly for the faculty, it seems. Names Bobby."

He had an unmistakeable American accent.

Posted: **Mon Dec 17, 2012 11:31 pm**

"I'm professor Sackville, but if you're not a student, you can call me Roland."

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 12:20 am**

"Cool."

Bobby disappeared under the car, taking a wrench with him.

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 12:25 am**

"Say, you know anything about older cars?"

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 8:32 pm**

"Sure."

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 9:17 pm**

"When I get back, could you take a look at my old girl here? She's running a little sluggish."

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 9:31 pm**

"50 pound down payment."

There was some ratcheting noises from under the car, as he began his work.

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 9:36 pm**

"I think I can swing that. You ever work on one before?"

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 9:44 pm**

"Nope."

Posted: **Tue Dec 18, 2012 11:14 pm**

"You don't talk much, do you?" he said, popping the door to his Trabant.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 4:12 pm**

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Later that night/early that morning, the Trabant rolled up, engine emitting a faint trail of steam.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:07 pm**

Teri is lieing on the steps to the front entrance, half asleep. The nurse she had dragged over from the medical center long gone by now. At the sound of the old car she jerks up, blinking the sleep from her eyes.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:47 pm**

Roland came out--sans trench-coat, and walking, although slowly, apparently not much the worse for wear.

He groaned, though, as he made his way out of the garage.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 5:49 pm**

"Professor! Are you okay?" she asks, running across the driveway towards him.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:14 pm**

"Pardon?" he said, straightening up. "You're up late....I'm sorry, you're in one of my classes, but there are so many..."

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:28 pm**

"You were shot!" she blurts out.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:45 pm**

"...I'm sorry?"

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 6:47 pm**

"The men on the boat, they shot you. You need to go to the medical center!"

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 7:44 pm**

"Men on the b....I'm sorry, Ms. Napliotis, I have no idea what you're taking about. I think it's time you went to bed."

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 7:45 pm**

"We were worried! You should really go see a doctor." she insists.

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:01 pm**

"Miss Napliotis, you are clearly delusional. Have you been taking any sort of... hallucination drugs or something? Perhaps we should get YOU to the infirmary."

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 8:04 pm**

"What? No! We don't take drugs! We saw you, down by the docks..."

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 9:13 pm**

"Ms. Napliotis, I've been in a pub for the last four hours, and I have quite a headache. I think it's time you went back inside."

Posted: **Mon Jan 21, 2013 11:57 pm**

"But... you... that... You were hurt... We tried to help you..."

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 12:42 am**

"I'm sorry, Ms. Napliotis, I'm afraid you must have mistaken me for somebody else."

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:03 am**

"But... it was your car. The tiny old one... We saw you..."

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:37 am**

"Oh, is that all? Ms. Napliotis, DO try to stay awake in history class. There are thousands of those cars out there. Not so surprising to find one driving around?"

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:39 am**

"It's the only one we've ever seen..."

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:41 am**

"Really? You should come to a show one of these days."

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 1:15 pm**

"A... show?"

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 3:59 pm**

"Oh, yes, us classic car owners are a bit of a nutty bunch. We have a wildtime, showing off our cars to people, educating them on the history behind them, you know. Things like that."

Posted: **Tue Jan 22, 2013 4:09 pm**

"And the Russians fit in how?"

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