12th Fight

[nosoul_nomind]

[Action 1: A large box has arrived for Barton at 487 Stone St. today! Past evidence has shown her that items sent to people are generally reflective of what's inside. Her telekinesis came in an envelope, her hatchet and coat in appropriately-sized boxes. She can't fathom what might be in this, as light as it is. But in a supremely despicable

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Action 2

[hardhat_truckie]

(Engie's busy tinkering around again. This time, he seems to be designing something OTHER than his usual sentries and dispensers. But, as this is Engie, he's not going to notice her until she speaks up, because he gets really into his work. It's also pretty noisy around the place as he melds the metal together.)

[nosoul_nomind]

[She stands in the doorway with her giant tool kit.] Um, hey. Ya real busy?

[hardhat_truckie]

Hmm? Oh, Barton! How ya doin'? Do ya need somethin'-

(Engie pushes up the goggles from his eyes; they're not ones from home, but he still needs a pair for protection purposes anyway. As such, it's only after they're on the top of his head that he notices something's wrong with her.)

Lord, what happened to ya!?

(Immediately, he rushes over to her to check out the damage.)

Is the town up to no good again? I've got a Dispenser in here that can git ya all fixed up. This way.

(He'll lead her to the machine at the corner of the garage.)

[nosoul_nomind]

[She has a lot of nasty cuts and bruises, but she's been bandaged well. She waves it off, though.]

No, it's okay, I'm... Dispenser? [She sets down her case and walks after him.]