@TemporalWhimsy@FirmRelativity "Yeah good for you and all, but you still haven't actually told us what we're doing. Like, the experiment and all."
Who'd be the guinea pig, what they'd even be testing for. Although he figured it involved the micro- Phonewave, at the very least.
"Urgh, always gotta pick the —
Leave it to Okabro to somehow break the Wi-Fi adapter mid installation. Y'know, the most important PART.
"I knew I shouldn't have left you alone to do this. Gg but I'll take it from here."
Getting his phone to tether a download of the cooked driver in question.
"Yesss, ma'am!"
Daru happily trailed along after, free labor aside. But Okabe was right. He was a simple man of simple 'pleasures' that was gonna be more than enough to hold him over for a while. Bringing a toolbox with, hoping that'd be enough for this intriguing thing that —
At what cost indeed...
But he's right. It'd cost her an arm and a leg to have this repaired. And they probably won't even know how to treat it because it's not a ... normal vehicle.
"All right. I appreciate it," she mutters, much as it pains her to say so. She appreciates -
@TemporalWhimsy@A_ForgottenPast — took off. Their destination unclear it seems Daru's encounter with them, at least in this world line was unavoidable.
@TemporalWhimsy@A_ForgottenPast — of during all of Okabe's seemingly delusional ramblings. The one he dubbed as, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙊𝙧𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣.
Thigh-high leather boots with a leather undersuit belonging to whom was unmistakably a woman being the last thing seen climbing its way into a van before it —