shabadoobie touch to [TEST DRIVE]

[hopediesalone]

HERE WE GO AGAIIIIIN

Here's a few options, ganked from the last one and still as shamelessly stolen from even earlier versions.

> The Park. Man, what a nice day out. Why not enjoy it? I'm sure -- shit, yep, there's some echo monsters or whatever they're called.
> The Mall. Exactly what it says on the tin! Dodge the hordes of teenage mallrats or take part, whichever suits your tastes.
> Rainy Day. Agh, it's fucking awful out. And is it raining those vermilion things?? Now you've got an Echo to contend with on top of everything else. Find some shelter, quick!
> Arts and Crafts Fair. WILL THE KITSCH OVERWHELM YOU
> Or make up your own

Very nice! Test Strike! FABULOUS!

Comments

[dancingonapin]

[Whoa-whoa-whoa, that was not who he was expecting to poke his head up at all. Francis is in fact so shocked that he doesn't even bother correcting him that his title was actually "doctor" and not "professor", because really you're sort of required to give some sort of grace for that kind of thing to a student you hit with your car.]

O-oh, Tim, I didn't realize it was you. No, that's quite alright, fine really, not a problem... Err...

[He shuffles a little bit, looking around before glancing back at the student with a sheepish frown.]

How's your arm? Have you been recovering alright...?

[afamilyact]

Uh... [Well. That tone changed pretty fast. Honestly, Tim felt kind of bad-- his parents had been way more upset about the accident than Tim himself had been, and he'd already forgiven Francis after he'd gotten a sweet new ride out of the whole accident.]

I'm fine, really. [He said with a touch of a smile in the hopes of easing the man's worries.] I got my cast off a week ago. My wrist's kind of stiff, but it's not that big of a deal.

[dancingonapin]

[Well his posture relaxes, anyway, now that he's sure that Tim isn't going to tear his head off about the whole incident. He's still feeling pretty guilty about the whole ordeal, since he'd become sort of infamous on campus about the whole thing. At least the news media stayed out of it...]

That's... good to hear. Sorry, I'm probably bothering you, aren't I? Would you like me to get out of your hair so you can continue with...

[He pauses, and narrows his eyes at the microscope that Tim had been looking through.] Err, whatever it was you were working on?