[ Three years... that's a long time, but it doesn't sound far-fetched to her. This kind of complicated machinery... it's probably difficult to master, just like driving a satomobile or flying a plane. Except with this kind of gear, your body is doing a lot of the work—her guess is that you have to be in pretty good shape to handle it. ]
What kind of training? Military?
[ It's an idle question. Most of her attention is fixed on methodically taking apart the mechanism—she's almost obsessively organized about it, setting aside each piece she removes in mirror image. The casing sits on its back like a turtle shell, with each nut and bolt lying next to the hole she took it from. (Is it just her, or does everything feel a lot lighter than she was expecting?)
Opening the whole thing up confirms a lot of her suspicions as to how it works, but also manages to surprise her too... somehow. Idk... let's pretend I know what I'm talking about... and she does a bunch of nerd stuff. ]
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What kind of training? Military?
[ It's an idle question. Most of her attention is fixed on methodically taking apart the mechanism—she's almost obsessively organized about it, setting aside each piece she removes in mirror image. The casing sits on its back like a turtle shell, with each nut and bolt lying next to the hole she took it from. (Is it just her, or does everything feel a lot lighter than she was expecting?)
Opening the whole thing up confirms a lot of her suspicions as to how it works, but also manages to surprise her too... somehow. Idk... let's pretend I know what I'm talking about... and she does a bunch of nerd stuff. ]