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Hot damn! | OTA at your own peril.

It might have mattered to Laguna more if he wasn't already outside. His hair was up in a high ponytail, arms bare and tank top sticking against his chest a little. He was walking the city, jacket tied around his waist. There was a lot still for him to check out, and it seemed he was one of the few people who wasn't suffering.

The summer was great, who wouldn't want the summer?

Maybe all these people who just lost their air conditioning. Laguna probably wasn't helping by looking genuinely pleased by the warm air.

This was honestly better than lingering inside though, weeping over the loss of cold blowing air.

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Taking some sympathy for his confusion, she explained. "Where I come from, names like mine are common. Also, before you ask, my skin is naturally orange. Humans have different colors in the rainbow. One of my friend is literally pink, another is blue and one of my newest friends is lavender purple."

"What's wrong with your leg? Injury?"

Oh. Good. She wasn't sick. That was a positive, right? Yes. Yes it was. He looks up at her, hair falling away fro his face.

"...so you know, where I come from, people with strange skin colors usually try to take over the world."

Adel certainly had strange skin. And chest. She was horrendously unattractive to look at, despite her strangely broad and masculine chest.

"Oh.. Unfortunately nothing so interesting.. It just.. cramps up, like my body screaming at me for letting words come out of my mouth."

GODDAMNIT LAGUNA.

Sunset made a face at the statement of taking over the world. "Well sometimes people with strange skin colors have reasons for it, even if they are flimsy and petty."

She focused on his other statement. "Huh, so is it psychological or do you need actual relief like muscle cream?" He wasn't sick, right? Words hurting him? Sounded psychological.

LOOK, HE'S TRYING.

"Right, right. I mean, I saw a guy with orange skin once, in this little village and that was because all he had to eat were carrots. I swore of carrots for the longest time before I realized you had to ... just. ..."

Stop. Talking.

He presses his hands over his face, cursing himself violently internally. Why? Why did this happen? Why did it always happen?

"... I... I'll be fine once I stop hammering this entire conversation..."

"To be fair, this is not the weirdest conversation I've had. Ever."

No, but it was certainly the most awkward. Sunset sighed as she folded her arms thoughtfully. "Is there anything else you want to confess before you dig yourself further?"

Laguna sighs, pushing his hand back through his hair to loosen out the pony tail and take a moment to breathe. Was there anything else he wanted to confess...?

"...Back in my world I'm the president of a whole country? I mean, if we're on the subject of weird things that are also true.."

He sighs and lets his hair be free before pulling it back up in the high tail. "So.. Uh.. Were you just out for a walk then?"

"Well president isn't that surprising, though I'm surprised you manage with those cramps." said Sunset, taking a half-hearted jab at him.

"Yeah, I was looking for some engine parts, but I have to build whatever I don't have." said Sunset, lifting the bag.

Oh good, so it wasn't completely out of the question for him to be presid--

"I managed a lot with these cramps!" Okay, no need to get indignant. It was like talking to Kiros again, so that much was comforting.

"What were you building?"

Now, technology he knew. The hands on mechanic stuff was part of being on the field and the fancy stuff was part of being president.

"Sure you do," chuckled Sunset with a shake of her head.

"And it's a motorcycle, but the engine parts I'm used to aren't a thing here. So I need to rebuild from scratch."

Gasp, thisl girwas questioning his life skills. With understandable concern!

"Engines aren't too bad to put together. What type of parts are you looking for and I'll see if I find anything while wandering"

He'd been checking in at junk and salvage yards to put things together himself.

"Well, the most problematic thing is that this place doesn't have any lithium ion batteries, so I need to make due with that."

Winston would probably scoff at that but that was up to the monkey to question Sunset's taste in tech.

"I'm looking for slip-on exhaust ports right now. I've got the rest of the stuff to make the electrical right now. If you find anything like pistons and other bodywork pieces I'll take em."

Laguna nods, making a mental note of it. If he saw something that was similar or exact he'd be all over it for her. At least he knew where she lived simply because they most likely lived in the same place.

"Kind of a hot day to be hauling metal around though, you'll just burn your hands."

Buuut...

"I can at least show you where the scrap yard that I've been skulking around. Come on, this way." And off up the road he goes.

"It'd be a pretty hot day all around if metal heated up to that extent," commented Sunset as she followed Laguna behind.

At least he seemed to know exactly what she was talking about. Stripper comment aside, he seemed like a honest, if silly man.

"Well, not like third degree or whatever.. Just.. ouch." Not something he really enjoyed himself. The only problem with a hot day.

"Here, its up here." He motions and does a short jog. Sweat was sticking his shirt to his back at this point. "See, its huge! I've explored a bit in there."

Catching up to Laguna, Sunset gazed over the junk and whistled. "This would be good. I'm sure there's a lot of stuff here people can just pick through."

"Good job," she said with a grin.

Laguna grins as he gives a little shrug. He knew enough to be able to help her this much. He wouldn't try to shove his nose into all the details though.

"Think you'll be good from here or do you need me to help carry things for you?"

"I should be able to manage, though if I need your help, can I get your number?" She held up her phone.

Oh good, this meeting had ended on a really good note then.

"Sure!" He rattled it off, then jiggles his, with the little charm rattling. "You can just send a message and I'll add you in."

"All right, sounds good. Thanks."

With that, she'll be going into the stuff and start looking around for equipment to salvage.

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Double face palm all the way across the sky!!

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