[ A smart lad never tips his hand for how much he knows. It is safer to play stupid. ]
Your wish is my command, dudebot.
[ With a satisfied nod, Marco leads the way to the nearest fuel station. Despite the fact that he's had absolutely no reason to visit one, he knows where one is because he's walked passed it a bajillion times and gets them there in the most direct route possible. It nominally serves small transport vehicles on the station, but Marco saunters up to the attendant as if he's about to order a soda. After a brief exchange, he procures a range of small fuel cells and battery packs, packed in a crate that was a little awkward for him to carry to Prowl. ]
canon-blind handwaving go
Your wish is my command, dudebot.
[ With a satisfied nod, Marco leads the way to the nearest fuel station. Despite the fact that he's had absolutely no reason to visit one, he knows where one is because he's walked passed it a bajillion times and gets them there in the most direct route possible. It nominally serves small transport vehicles on the station, but Marco saunters up to the attendant as if he's about to order a soda. After a brief exchange, he procures a range of small fuel cells and battery packs, packed in a crate that was a little awkward for him to carry to Prowl. ]
Not bad for a hundred credits. Bottom's up?