pain_trainWho: Wrath
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: In the cargo bay of the Heron
When:now!
[Cue an extremely excited Wrath, surrounded by absolute drifts of wrapping paper.]
Guys! Guys guys guys!
[She scrambles in the paper, whipping strips of it aside.]
Look! Holy fucking shit, look!
[It's a bunch of... parts. To some kind of machine? A bit mystifying unless you're really into motorcycles... or hovercycles, more precisely. But then she pulls up a set of handlebars, and whips more paper aside to show the smooth curve of a matte black, amored fender--which has PAIN TRAIN scrawled across it in crimson paint.]
It's my hovercycle!
[It's also in pieces.]
Um. Is there an engineer out there with some spare time? I can like... make you drinks or knit you a scarf or give you credits? I just need helping putting this together. I think everything is here? But I'm not really an engineer type person, so...