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[what_the_flux]

[Doc has been so absorbed in what he's working on, he hasn't even noticed that it's one of these weekends again. This is, in fact, the first that he's emerged - and he's so excited, he hasn't filtered this at all.]

Chekov! I do believe I have the final adjustments made on the rebuilt circuits, if you should happen to be up for a test run by any chance. I must confess, I'm quite eager to see if it will truly take flight again. I had all but written that particular modification off as a loss entirely.

If it does work again, well -- I may be getting a bit ahead of myself here, but I'm certain it could prove to be invaluable in handling any number of the situations the City is so very fond of throwing at us.

[And he's off, pulling the DeLorean out of the workshop… and into the still-crowded streets of the City.]


[ooc: I got sidelined by a HUGE case of eyestrain-induced migraine last night, so I didn't get a chance to get this up then. Please accept my apology along with this offering of one severely backdated fourth wall post and have at it.]

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[what_the_flux]

[ Well, Doc can't help but smile and scratch its head, then. Even if Everett is whining in the passenger seat. ]

I'm afraid you've somehow found your way in the middle of an experiment, my friend.

[bamfingcats]

[Everett now has a friend. Another black kitten has appeared next to him.]

[The first kitten is just giving all sorts of love.]

[what_the_flux]

[ Consider Everett officially spooked. He's freaked out all over again, barking and jumping. Inside the DeLorean. The two-seater that was already cramped before Doc installed everything inside of it.

Time to get the dog out. Doc lifts open his gull-wing door and Everett leaps out, then turns back to the car and barks at it.

Doc has one thought: Remarkable. ]

[bamfingcats]

[The second kitten mews at Everett bravely! HE ISN'T SCARED OF YOU DOG!!!