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[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

...yeah, it just occurred to Stephen that he counts as a flier. You know, seeing as he owns an antigravitational device and is reaching the final leg of jet construction.

Go team him?

Anyway, he's now having a look around for Nathan Petrelli (the real one, please and thanks), for whom he also has some news on the making-holes-in-reality front. Not terribly exciting news, but a plan, at least. (He's also keeping an eye out for Thrust, for the purposes of getting blueprints. Yes, he's building a fighter jet and a kind of cross-reality teleport and a bit of alien robot tech in the same lifetime. It's possible that he's overbooked himself.) Plus: he's totally botherable by anyone with a hankering to chat.

Catch him anywhere, twirling a well-used spanner between his fingers and humming to himself as he walks.

[ooc: slowtimes will be the order of the day, I am afraid.]

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[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

If Steve notices the slight downturn in grin-wattage, then he doesn't know what to make of it. Could easily just be a rest from the fact that they've been grinning for like the last fifteen minutes straight.

"A flying one, actually." YES, SOKKA. THERE ARE TWO AWESOME ROBOTS. "And just the very second I get this thing finished."

And yes. Yes he can be an audience, provided he can run very very fast.

[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

"...there are two?!"

DUDE, HE HAS OBVIOUSLY BEEN HANGING AROUND THE WRONG FARM-OCCUPANTS.

Hopefully they'll be racing on a track, so running-very-fast isn't an issue, though.

[eureka-bell.livejournal.com]

"That was my reaction," grins Steve.

...um, Sokka? Flying robot. Fighter jet. It's... probably not going to be a track race.

[notanoptimist.livejournal.com]

It could be a track race! Hasn't the narration ever seen Star Wars??

Sokka beams. "I'm going to meet at least one of them," he vows, vry srs.

"Though I guess they probably wouldn't like being taken apart to see how they work, huh?"

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