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[Donna is walking around the hallways. She looks highly frustrated.

She isn't really mad. Is just that, things don't seem to be getting anywhere, and she just HATES when that happens. She wants some progress and she wants it now.

Her father always told her that she should always persist on things. That's what she's trying to do, with no success.

But she won't let that put her down. She's kind of angry, but she sure as hell isn't going to sit down and cry over her failures from the past days.]



(( ooc: OK, another character that I need to bring back from the dead XD ))
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[So, Donna is in a good mood, again. She got disconnected from the thoughts that were bothering her some days ago and now she's walking by the hallways, with two large paper panels under her arm, trying to fight the right room for her to start her 'plans'.

Her plan is simple and, hopefully, will attract lots of people. If she can do that, she might unveil some unfo about who are The Patriots and pass all this to Para-medic.

Finally, when she reaches the 17th floor, she finds the perfect room.]

JACKPOT!

[She reaches a room filled from wall to wall with all types of tools and machinery. Just what she was looking for. She hangs both papers on the door and goes inside, closing the door behind her and going to sit on a chair there. On the panels there you'll find some lines written with a black, thick pen.]


Is your radio not working like it used to?

Your weapons are acting up?

Equipment broken?


NEVER FEAR!


I CAN FIX IT!


FOR FREE!



ITEMS THAT CAN BE REPAIRED*:

-Radios
-Weapons
-Equipment
-Electronic appliances
-Small gadgets
-And more



*Repairs things from 1970 and earlier with ease, might have trouble with earlier technology.

...

Nov. 12th, 2009 02:03 pm
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[She isn't THAT satisfied, but she isn't that bad either.

She's at the kitchen, trying to unglue her tools from her belt with some steaming vapour coming out of a kettle, being careful not to burn her fingers or anything. Seems like it's working just fine. She has to thank Para-medic for the hint when she finds her again.

But some things are off. Her latest experience on the kissing room was strange. She isn't used to that much of 'contact' with other people in such a short amount of time. But now her feelings are slightly mixed by what she experimented there.

She is thinking about that blonde guy. John. Fairly good looking and charming, and even though that kiss was pretty much only a condition to leave the room, she can't help but think about that a little bit obsessively. She know she shouldn't, but still...]

Ouch!

[Distracted by her thoughts, she let the vapour hit her hand. It was pretty hot. She really should be paying attention to the task at hand instead of that 'other thing'.

Aside from that, she still has to find out something about those Patriots that Para-medic mentioned. Unfortunately, it seemed like she didn't have the chance to focus on that.

She considers going to that hot bath room she heard about in the building, but only after she's finished with what she's doing. She definitely could use some soothing water to calm her thoughts.]



(( ooc: Donna is spacing out totally. Try and bring her back to earth XD ))
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[So, Donna was sitting in this tent, trying to fix some equipment for the Major. And now she's standing in the middle of an unknown room, holding a screwdriver in one hand and two bolts on the other, with headphones hanging from her neck.

Unusual enough. She's suddenly reminded of all those movies Para-medic talks about. Sci-fi stuff. Is this some kinds of wacky alternate reality? Was she 'zapped' by the TV and is now inside it? Was she abducted by aliens?

OK, she's probably stretching it too much, but she definitely has no idea where she is.]


((ooc: say hello to girl!Sigint! I only have four avvies for now, but I'm working on more, trust me!))

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