Date: 2016-05-05 07:12 am (UTC)
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"I, I don't know how good I really am at cohabiting." The tower was different. The tower had lots of space and Bruce had often vanished to his lab and not seen people for a couple of days.

"I have a torch in my bag, I can go down and get that generator up and running." It was something that wasn't standing there gaping and being generally a bit out of sorts with it all. He dug out his torch from his bag and wandered until he found the door to the basement.

It was cold down there, brittle and piercing, but not at cold as the biting wind of outside. He swung the torch around until he located the engine and could crouch in front of it, looking it over.

A hard pull on the ripcord didn't start it. He tugged a couple of more times and then opened the panel and looking in.

A tiny bit of rust. Easily enough fixed. He went upstairs to get an old toothbrush. "We'll have power soon. Just need to clean off a connection or two."
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