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timed to March 12
Michael's back at the shop, but it's mostly just short shifts here and there. Today in particular, he and Caleb are working on an old rust bucket that someone wants to get road-worthy. It's not possible, but they'd been told to at least try.
Whatever, they're getting paid.
There's a bracket in the engine that holds the battery in place. Caleb's learned by now that not all cars have this bracket in this particular configuration, but he's also learned that this particular configuration is an absolute bitch to deal with.
He should ask Michael to use his powers, to get the bracket out. He'd be able to, with ease, probably. But there are too many people around. The shop is unusually busy, and although everyone has their own projects, Caleb's worried he'll be seen. So he doesn't ask, just keeps fucking with the bracket.
It finally gives, but it's unexpected and abrupt, and Caleb sort of yelps, falling forward. Then he freezes as pain shoots through his arm. He carefully tries to pull his arm out, but it's stuck. Fuck. Panic rises like bile and he looks around for Michael.
Michael's back at the shop, but it's mostly just short shifts here and there. Today in particular, he and Caleb are working on an old rust bucket that someone wants to get road-worthy. It's not possible, but they'd been told to at least try.
Whatever, they're getting paid.
There's a bracket in the engine that holds the battery in place. Caleb's learned by now that not all cars have this bracket in this particular configuration, but he's also learned that this particular configuration is an absolute bitch to deal with.
He should ask Michael to use his powers, to get the bracket out. He'd be able to, with ease, probably. But there are too many people around. The shop is unusually busy, and although everyone has their own projects, Caleb's worried he'll be seen. So he doesn't ask, just keeps fucking with the bracket.
It finally gives, but it's unexpected and abrupt, and Caleb sort of yelps, falling forward. Then he freezes as pain shoots through his arm. He carefully tries to pull his arm out, but it's stuck. Fuck. Panic rises like bile and he looks around for Michael.
