"We always have tools." She pulls the bike to a stop and slides off, whistling to signal her people. "How bad?"
"Engine block is cracked, Boss. Damn excavator blade sliced into it," one of the men says, then breaks off when he looks up and sees who she's got with her. "...uh...?"
"They say they can help with repairs, in exchange for water and intel. Hela, can you get the tool kit out for us?"
The older woman looks amused, a contrast to the gaping war boys, and hops up into the cab of the rig to fetch a large box of equipment.
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Date: 2016-08-14 12:53 am (UTC)Daxter eyed Jak and eyed the others "Are these others friends of yours too?"
Jak looked over at Furiosa and nodded, a little on edge after running into what Furiosa called the Buzzard Gang.
Jak started to stop, a soft clomp in the sand. "You have the tools? Me and Dax can start anytime."
"Right Dax?"
Daxter's eyes moved to the pretty ladies "Yeah, Jak, I hear you." He was distracted.
Jak punched The ottsel;s shoulder and muttered "Daxter, pay attention."
Daxter muttered "Ow.. Ok ok I'm listenin', Jak."
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Date: 2016-08-16 01:53 am (UTC)"Engine block is cracked, Boss. Damn excavator blade sliced into it," one of the men says, then breaks off when he looks up and sees who she's got with her. "...uh...?"
"They say they can help with repairs, in exchange for water and intel. Hela, can you get the tool kit out for us?"
The older woman looks amused, a contrast to the gaping war boys, and hops up into the cab of the rig to fetch a large box of equipment.