<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/KVOQlEN.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Forklift</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=243890.msg12052534#msg12052534)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Context</strong></td><td>Little Shanghai/Introduction</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Tagging</strong></td><td>Open</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Fate Points</strong></td><td>2</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Moderate Consequence (4)  </strong></td><td>---</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Major Consequence (6)</strong></td><td>---</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Click, Click, Tink.<br/><br/>Click, Click, Tink.<br/><br/>James knelt by the side of the street, fingers curled around a bicycle as she held it up on one wheel. Her gaze stayed locked upon the chain as her other hand slowly turned the pedal. With a nod and a grin at the boy watching her she reached for part of the chain, the silver markings along her fingers seeming to flow and reach out to form a set of pliers. Clenching the tool around one of the chains she began to slowly turn her hand, a frown crossing her lips even as she ignored the chiming of a incoming message. With a small shriek the chain bent back into place, a grin twisting her lips as she slowly spun the pedal and kept watch.<br/><br/>Setting the bike back down she leaned back slightly and grinned as the teen watching her became flustered. "All done! Try not to run into any more walls." Hopping to her feet she brushed off the seat of her jumpsuit before heading off down the street, a hand idly tugging her zipper further down to expose just a touch more pale cleavage while her other hand cradled a small package.<br/><br/>Within the mesh a black cat curled around a short message, the accompanying files batted her way by the feline. The message had her slumping, her walk turning into a jog as she took to the roofs of the souks. Finding a relatively quiet spot she nestled down before turning to the jabber link that had reached out for her.<br/><br/><hr/># Joining Æther Jabber #<br/># Active Members: 6 #<br/><strong>Forklift:</strong>Mechanic here! You want it I can build it. Then give it more power!<br/><strong>Forklift:</strong>I might know a guy... Yan... or was it Chan? Ehh. He's got lots of funky tattoos and keeps a shiny blade over his bed.<br/><strong>Forklift:</strong>If that doesn't pan out I might know a chop shop. They've this Nice set of Disassembly Tools although the owner's a touch to free with his hands.<br/><strong>Forklift:</strong>Oh Drop! You're combat spec! Have you had a chance to try the new Gorgon assault rifle? The one Direct Action turned down because of trouble with the firing system on the mounted seeker tube? I've been thinking of trying for the blueprints to it and seeing just what I can do with it.<br/><hr/><br/>Drifting from the chat James glanced around the roof before zipping her jumpsuit all the way up, a flick of a switch in the mesh shutting down the AR ads swirling around her. Focusing upon her Muse she grins. "How much trouble do you think the new Boss is getting us into kitty?"<br/><br/>The cat stares at her for a moment before the dry tones of a Pre-Fall English Butler rings out from the feline. "Do you really wish for me to answer that?"<br/><br/>Giggles bubble up from James as she uses the enhanced body of hers to hurtle along the roofs.