The Supply Incident

"Blast, piece of-!"

A singular statement whilst the sound of bare metal being knocked against echoed throughout the wastelands. Of course there was never anything going the way it should, with the woman being at the brink of losing not just a bit but her entire patience. With wild violence seeping through her bones she struck the machinery with a wrench in the mere hopes that it would start again, but there was of course no use or logic, she did not do it out of anything but anger.

Not that the expedition had been any more difficult than this, it was actually rather simple. She had to get some supplies for her labs from the supplier that of course chose not to deliver straight to Hatchi, because they simply had their own drop point around the Mercenary Outpost and therefore she had to go out of her lab, out of her city with this damned floating van that could carry enough stuff. But of course the van was merely something old that she had kept around for as much time as she could, so she did not have enough time to really run any maintenance on it and simply hoped that it would work.

"Ah... whatever."

In the end for her this was not a real issue. She could just fly back to Hatchi, but she could not exactly just carry every single thing inside the van that seemed to have died on her right there and then. A yellow van with flames all over it. Definitely it looked anything but professional and it was mostly some random idea Ichigo just toyed with somewhere in the distant past, or was it a school experiment? She could not really remember any of that.

So she kicked the door open and her 4 feet figure circled the van before she crawled right beneath it, in the small hopes that anything could be done to salvage this thing rather than just leave it as scrap metal. Inside the van there were plenty of boxes that she had loaded in, full of scraps and other funny components, chips and funny electrical wires.

"Bruh. This looks so bad..."

Anything that she could spot was in bad shape, not a single piece of this could likely handle one full travel even if she blasted it forward herself. Whatever could be done was probably just going to be a waste of effort, so at this point her head instead began elaborating... how could she bring all that stuff from Point A to Point B?

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