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[runningred]

(OOM: Jay and Gavroche get talking about the drones that hang around with Jay, then Gav gets talking to them. Which leads to a rescue mission to a broken world.)

Jay comes up to the bar, looking tired and hopeful. He pins a note to the notice board.


WANTED – MILLIWAYS PATRONS WITH MECHANICAL AND/OR ELECTRICAL REPAIR SKILLS.

NEEDED TO HELP REPAIR INJURED ROBOTIC SURVIVORS FROM SOME KIND OF WAR.
ALL TOOLS, EQUIPMENT AND SCHEMATICS PROVIDED. I JUST NEED MORE HANDS.

SEE JAY IN THE GARAGE OR FOLLOW THE ATTACHED TRACKERS.

There are small buttons hanging from the bottom of the note which when squeezed will light up with an arrow that points towards wherever Jay is.

Jay stops at the bar for some more parts but is presented with sandwiches and juice instead. And a napkin refusing him further service till he eats something. He huffs and sits down at the bench to eat.

{ooc: Party style post for anyone who can help but everyone is welcome, even if it’s just to push food and coffee at people or provide moral support. Thread-hopping encouraged. Open all weekend.}

{Edit: I'll be on and off all day while dyeing fabric so forgive me if I vanish unexpectedly.}

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The workshop

[runningred]

Jay’s workshop has been completely remodelled. The bikes have been wheeled outside the canvas curtain and covered, the lockers all shifted to one side. The centre of the space is now taken up with a large honeycomb structure that glows faintly blue and hums softly. Each niche contains a football sized drones which shells the colour and texture of egg-shell. Most of them appear to be badly damaged.

Around the walls are benches set up with trolleys of tools, magnifying lamps, soldering kits, tape, adhesives, spare parts and 3D interactive schematics of the drones.

Five functional drones flit back and forth, fetching and carrying on request. They have names stencilled down the side of them so they’re easy to call on for help – Lock, Stock and Barrel, Heckle and Jeckle.

Re: The workshop

[street_sparrow]

Gavroche is right in the heart of the work, doing what he can with his hands and also relaying anything the drones want to say, as one of the few who can understand them.

Re: The workshop

[runningred]

When Stock isn't helping or directing the other four, she parks herself on Gav's shoulder. She rides along with him as he helps.

~I need your help. Will you talk with the young with me. I am trying to calm them~

Re: The workshop

[street_sparrow]

"Of course." He reaches up to stroke the nearest part of her shell. "We'll get through to them."

Re: The workshop

[bigarmy_strangepants]

Ragnar wanders by, curious about all these machines from the future.

Re: The workshop

[runningred]

"Ragnar?" Jay looks harried as she looks up from his work, one of the little drones laid out on the table in front of him. "Sorry, the bike will have to go on hold for a little bit. These guys need to come first."

Lock flies over, handing him a part with a spindly arm projecting from the smooth eggshell body. He lands on his shoulder and makes a chattering sound at Ragnar as if in greeting.

Re: The workshop

[bigarmy_strangepants]

"Whatever are they?" Ragnar asks. "Machine people?"

Ragnar isn't startled by Lock at all. He turns his head and says, "Hello small machine person!"

Re: The workshop

[no_more_hiding]

Hank finds his way to Jay's workshop and pauses to take it all in. When he had spotted the notice, he couldn't help but smile. Back home they are doing important work, but none of it has been as hands on building as the notice implied and he is eager to get his hands working again.

Re: The workshop

[runningred]

"Hey." Jay looks up from a drone and nods, wiping a hand clean on his jeans. "Thanks for coming. You're Hank, right?"

Re: The workshop

[no_more_hiding]

"Yeah." Hank says a little distracted. "I hope I can be helpful."

Re: The workshop

[makesthings]

Sameth sees the notice and comes downstairs, he came from his workshop so he's ready to work. In the workshop, he starts by looking over the schematics to get a sense of what he's going to be working with.

Re: The workshop

[no_more_hiding]

Hank approaches the schematics a few minutes later, barely noticing Sameth, though he does offer a polite nod. The systems seem so complex but he knows he'll understand it soon enough.

Re: The workshop

[makesthings]

He's turning one of the schematics, he loves this kind of technology and he still has some odd knowledge left over from that week when he was someone else.

That's helping and he frowns at a part as he notices Hank, "You can turn and make them bigger to look at the details."

Re: The workshop

[runningred]

"Hey Sameth. Thanks for coming." Jay called, carefully setting one of the drones back in a niche and closing a flap over it.

Re: The workshop

[makesthings]

"Hello, I'm trying to figure out how best to approach them. This is such a useful way to look at plans."

Re: The workshop

[souffle_girlek]

It's a siren call, really. There's broken tech, just sitting there.

So before long there's an Oswin in the garage, surveying the damage and definitely totally not planning on getting some new ideas for her spider bots.

Re: The workshop

[runningred]

"Hi." Jay calls, pushing the hair back from his face as he stands. "I'm Jay. Not sure we've met yet?"

Re: The workshop

[souffle_girlek]

"Ah... no. I don't think so. I'm Oswin. I'm..." She waves a hand towards the rest of the garage, vaguely. "Usually more that-a-way. Cars, you know?"

Cars.

Cars.

Oswin is willing to forgive Clint's time and place for quite a lot because they came up with cars. Cars are awesome.

Except when they involve dinosaurs. That... that is not awesome.

Stopping for pizza.

[runningred]

The rats come down with a trolley full of drinks and pizza (and a few other things as needed) for everyone to share. It might be a good time to take a break and a chat.

Tank in the corner

[runningred]

In the corner of the workshop is a large clear sided tank with the lid firmly latched down and locked. Inside is a miniature blue honeycomb hive and six golf-ball sized drones. However, these ones are mottled black and red instead of cream coloured.

And angry. Very angry.

They bounce off the glass and buzz and hissing. They track anyone who gets too close to the tank. And it might be wise not to touch the glass.

Re: Tank in the corner

[is_the_motion]

"Right." Bonnie comes to look at the tank, which looks closest to what she is used to fixing. "What's broken with this thing then?"

Re: Tank in the corner

[street_sparrow]

"The babies", Gavroche says quietly, coming to stand beside her. "We had to lock them in, they never got taught to be social."

[says_the_booyah]

This sounds like a job for Cyborg!

He makes his way into the garage and finds Jay and the small fleet of small robots.

"What can I do?"

[runningred]

"Hey Cy." Jay gives him a small nod as he finishes off rewiring one of the damaged drones. "Anything you can help out with would be great. These guys are pretty badly messed up."

He nods for Cy to join him at the bench, pulling another drone from the hive.

[says_the_booyah]

Cy sits and looks for tools ahead of looking at the drone. "What do I need to know?"