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Okay. He mentioned Time Travel and.. I think it's better if I just show you the readout, I'm kind-of afraid to say something to Mom in any time period about this.
WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS.
Attached file: WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS.rdout
The attached file is everything the Visor has given her on Rokkuro. Diagnostic scans, the 'how to repair', and the fact that he's laced completely and totally with Takashima Tech.
WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS.
Attached file: WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS.rdout
The attached file is everything the Visor has given her on Rokkuro. Diagnostic scans, the 'how to repair', and the fact that he's laced completely and totally with Takashima Tech.
( Numerology thing )
..That last bit's actually kinda true.
I found it here
(( Stricken text isn't actually there. ))
I found it here
(( Stricken text isn't actually there. ))
OH GOD.
I JUST LOST A WEEK.
....
AMELIA'S GONNA FRIGGIN' KILL ME.
..You don't just put a week down and forget where you left it. D:
I JUST LOST A WEEK.
....
AMELIA'S GONNA FRIGGIN' KILL ME.
..You don't just put a week down and forget where you left it. D:
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Oct. 3rd, 2007 08:59 pmFollowing this little fiasco...
Bastet's arrival home, shockingly, was uneventful. Especially considering how badly she generally fails at stealthy returns.
Well, until she got to her room anyway, and plopped down onto her bed, sighing and rubbing her face.
It was at this point, Isis (the one that's her mother) opened the door and poked her head in, "Ah, good. You already got the idea."
Bastet nearly jumped. Isis continued, "You're grounded for a week for that little stunt, Bast, but after that, you'll be allowed to continue your little time travel trips so long as you be careful, and don't directly interfere in things unless Amelia asks."
Bastet blinked twice, "You knew?"
Isis merely smiled mysteriously, and tapped the PIN on her wrist. At which point, she closed the door, and left. Humming cheerfully.
Sometimes? Time Travel is fun.
Bastet's arrival home, shockingly, was uneventful. Especially considering how badly she generally fails at stealthy returns.
Well, until she got to her room anyway, and plopped down onto her bed, sighing and rubbing her face.
It was at this point, Isis (the one that's her mother) opened the door and poked her head in, "Ah, good. You already got the idea."
Bastet nearly jumped. Isis continued, "You're grounded for a week for that little stunt, Bast, but after that, you'll be allowed to continue your little time travel trips so long as you be careful, and don't directly interfere in things unless Amelia asks."
Bastet blinked twice, "You knew?"
Isis merely smiled mysteriously, and tapped the PIN on her wrist. At which point, she closed the door, and left. Humming cheerfully.
Sometimes? Time Travel is fun.
