Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3334663-20161230050749/@comment-3334663-20170106055821

There's a small, stifled chuckle from the mechanic, before he looks at a little watch, using his lantern to get a better look at it's face. "Well, it's coming to be 2000 in a few months. The big millenial." He blinks a few times. "That would mean you don't have an internal clock, or cmos battery..." Scratching his head, he runs over his training in his head. "That, or it was burned out."

Standing up and stretching out his arms, Ben places the chair back in it's original place, making a little hand motion for the fox to follow. "C'mon, I was meaning to run a diagnostic on you and the other 4 anyway. Good as excuse as any."