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 Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 6:56 am
"We didn't bring enough liquor for this, Tiberius."
Bob had imagined actually getting into Romano's with all of the necessary equipment would have been the most difficult part of this little venture. Some blonde, curly haired bozo had been kind enough to assist them with opening the door but between the thirty, forty pounds of cat, it was difficult dragging a set of basic tools along the way with them.
But they'd managed. Somehow.
Sitting atop the pristine looking desk, the large orange Mauvian continued to fidget with a few loose wires attached to the metallic base they'd spent the last three hours creating. The beer they'd insisted on bringing with them as well was running dangerously low.
"Red or blue. Which one did we decide was the amplifier again?"
Claws separated the two and he stared down at them, furrowing his eyebrows.
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 7:05 am
Tiberius had his head half buried in a box of parts, wires sticking up every which way; he grunted and swished his tail before making a pleased sound and pulling a fresh roll of solder from the box. "HA! Wait, what? Oh, yeah no...I wonder if that blondie will come back. Could send him out for more..." Not that the glasses boy had seemed the sort to be properly helpful to a pair of technical geniuses needing a beer run. Maybe they could call a liquor store and get a delivery? "Blue. Red shorts the system and is how we got that fire, remember? Found the solder, by the way. Told ya we had two spools." Tibs grabbed the spool and joined the ginger tom atop the table with his prize. "A lack of beer is gonna put a damper on this party, right quick."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 7:14 am
Ah, yes.
He turned to stare at the scorch marks that lingered on the side of Axinite's desk. Well, maybe the redhead could just... buff it out, or something. What was the fun in being a General-King if you didn't get an expense account for basic work related things, right?
"Blue it is, then!"
His claws worked on meticulously attaching the blue to the black wires, his eyes narrowing as he did his best to focus on the task at hand. It was hard, feeling the warm, delightful buzz leaving his body all the while messing with a level of technology he hadn't bothered with in... well, longer than he cared to think about, at least.
One slip and the cat let out a yowl as the small device sent a shock through him. Orange fur stood on end as he let out a hiss, drawing back his paw and nursing it against his chest. "Damn it!"
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 7:29 am
On the road to technological advances, one had to break a few eggs - or you know, singe a few desks. Bob spliced the wires, but there was the sharp smell of ozone and burnt fur. There was a faint hum that shorted out when the pieces of wire fell; Tiberius was smug - this would work - once the solder was in place. "Get another drink, then that electrical tape, I'll solder the wires." Bob was as technologically inclined as the next Mauvian, but really it was Tiberius' forte - he didn't just have the genius that came with their species, he also had the inclination to apply it as much as possible. "You can wrap it if it fires up properly." Tibs hoped that he wouldn't get shocked as well - one never knew. Fur was hard to keep static free, after all. But making the damn thing turn on was the big thing - the rest...well, it would fall into place. And they could get the humans to place the portal where they liked once it was capable of being fired up. They'd also brought a small cat toy to chuck through, once that happened. Not a chance in the Rift were they gonna walk through an untested technology themselves! Even if they were both certain it would work. More certain the more beer they had, but well...still certain when sober. "We're so close Bob, focus on that. Then we can go and get more beer. Didn't you say there's some turncoat senshi that's willing to share? We could find him, after."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 7:48 am
He happily took the other cat's advice and dropped back down onto the carpet to take another swipe at the last can of beer. They'd conned the little four-eyed dweeb into finding a bowl for their alcohol desires - as much as Bob would love to turn into his two legged counterpart, he knew better than to alert any powered up forms nearby that a Chaos Cat was lurking around Romano's.
Sigh.
Taking a short break with the last of their beer, he was quick to snatching up the tape, looping the roll around his bushy tail before returning to their work table. Or rather, the teacher's table-turned-into-an-impromptu-work table.
He watched with interest as the other cat tended to the fine details of their work - tearing tape was neither fun nor graceful when performed by a furry feline, but he managed without too much of a struggle.
"Yeah, I know a guy. A couple of guys, actually."
Not that certain Knights had many more rings (or fingers) to lose, though.
Eyes grew wide with excitement as the machine thrummed to life, the crystals inside harmonizing with the Mauvian technology. "I say we make the good GK himself treat us to a night out, for this one."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 8:13 am
Until Bob returned with the electrical tape, Tiberius fussed with the wires that made his hair stand, soldering the wires together with the wire he'd dragged from the part box and blowing on the resultant blob of metal to cool it for when the tape was ready to wrap around. It wasn't easy, buuut - the pair of Mauvians managed, as they always did, the best they could. "How is it you get all the best contacts? I got...Schorl and her pets. I guess they're okay...that Quartz guy's alright, usually got wine or something." But no where near as much on offer as Bob seemed to have; Tiberius had been briefly jealous, but mostly was just pleased his best friend was so well connected. In the center of the rounded, crystal-surrounded arch, a faint purple light flickered to life. "Oh hell yes, I think that's the best idea." He picked up the fleece mouse and chucked it through, the portal making a soft sucking sound as it passed through - and vanished. Tiberius's tail curled around his feet as his expression settled into smug satisfaction at the work they'd managed. "Okay, now as long as that stuffed rat is fine when we're in Negaspace, everything is golden." Or they could, perhaps, get the blondie to shove his hand through and grab it? No, human experimentation - no matter how entertaining it might have been for the two Mauvians - was probably not a great idea. Even lieutenants were valued. "Think our new pal will spring for some whiskey too? I've got a hankering for a glass of the good stuff."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 8:43 am
"You've gotta be a slacker more, man. You can't stumble across the worst people if you're too busy trying to be good at your job, Tibby."
Frankly, Bob had never considered himself a worthwhile asset to the Negaverse, at least not at first. After meeting Tibs, he'd resigned himself to behaving - maybe it was some masculine need to compete, maybe he just enjoyed the other cat's company, but whatever the reason was, he'd found himself becoming a more productive member of their dark society for some unknown reason.
Schorl terrified him. He hadn't met Quartz yet, but Bob also preferred to swim in social circles that didn't consume wine and other fancy things. He belonged in the trash with the other trash - that's simply how things were.
He watched the rat sail into the hole, resisting the instinctive urge to jump in after it. As easy as it would be to slip in to see if it worked, he preferred not to end up spliced across several dimensions just for trying.
"He'd better, if he knew what sort of deal he was getting off of us." Working for beer was almost akin to working for free - maybe Bob and his partner should start charging money for their efforts, "After all, it's not often that you run across capable kitties such as ourselves."
He hopped off the desk, abandoning their device for the meantime as he glanced back up at the other feline. "So, do we do drinks first or do we find Mr. Superior himself?"
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 8:58 am
"Hey, I'm workin' on it." Bob was a wonderful influence - or maybe it was the other way around? Either way, hanging out with Bob made Tiberius' life that much more fun...and also got Bob working more with the technology that Tibs favored so. "Definitely the deal of a lifetime. Should be chargin' cash." Or something. Though Tiberus really just enjoyed working on challenging tech...and it was certain that the higher ups would appreciate what they'd done. Put in a good word with the Boss, get them a little more notoriety and exposure. Following suit, Tibs hopped off the desk as well, tail straight up as a show of just how pleased he was with what they'd managed. "Drinks first, then report. We've earned it." And if someone was stupid enough to put something alive through it while they were out? Well, they deserved what might happen, didn't they? "Maybe hit up that Thai place a few blocks down, while we're at it."
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Posted: Thu May 11, 2017 9:15 am
Grub was an excellent idea, Bob's stomach gurgling with interest at the mention of Thai. Sure, it meant they'd have to either pander to strangers for handouts or go dumpster diving, but Thai was Thai and he couldn't wait to dig his teeth into some leftovers (from whatever source).
"Perfect." He waited for his friend to sidle alongside him before the two cats made their way out of the office, the larger of the two forcing the door shut with the bulk of his body, just in case. "Maybe we can bully that blonde kid into getting some for us, at that."
Laughing, the two Mauvians made their way down the hallway, thoroughly pleased with their performance and their upcoming lunch.
Times were a'changing for the Negaverse and the devilish duo were going to ensure they had their slice of the cake, when it arrived.
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