"What`cha doin` ?" Stephanie asked, leaning heavily against the work bench, hands tucked in the front pocket of her hooded sweat shirt as she looked down at the male working amply on a number of large silver metal pieces and the stripped motor bike.
Tim looked up from his position, crouched on the cave floor, black grease on his cheek and on his temple over his left eye. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards slightly, blinking as he realized she was actually wearing his sweat-shirt, "Fixing and reworking the frame-work of the bike, It got a little banged up the other night."
"If you're renforing the body then wont that mess up the speed and wind breakage?" she asked with pursed lips and he shook his head.
"No, the out line will still be the same and I`ll use a lightweight metal that can withstand a few bullets now and then," he said before grabbing a silver sheet of metal, "Right now, though I`m fixing the framing so I can mold it, make this all a lot quicker."
"Dont like driving the Bat-moblie, huh." she hummed with amusement, walking around to plop down next to him, picking up an unfinished piece of scratched red metal, grabbing the closest and effective tool to start digging out the bullet before Tim handed her a heavy can, the seal rusted and the front sticker scratched off so she had no real idea what it was.
"Here, use this, I can patch the hole afterwards." He muttered, not looking up as he grabbed the measuring tape and pulled it out over the silver sheet of metal, marking specific points on the metal as she shrugged, pulling the cap off of the can, not daring to stick her hand inside, she leaned over Tim who ducked further down over his project to grab another tool to safely take out the bullet while never coming in contact with the bubbling clear liquid in the can.
On her way to sit back down she blew air in Tim`s ear, who jumped in surprise. Rubbing at his ear and shaking his head, cheeks pink with embarrassment before he gasped,"Steph!"
"What?" She blinked following his eyes down to her baggy hood that was indeed sizzling, the strings dipping into the can literally disintegrating everything on it`s way up like a infectious disease. She screamed, it seemed like a normal response.
"Steph! Take off the jacket before it burns your skin!" Tim yelled pushing the can aside and helping her pull it off, Stephanie kicking the steaming article of clothing away with her feet and Tim sliding the can further away from her everything as she continued to panic.
"Steph! Steph! calm down!" Tim ordered trying to reassure the girl as she batted at the front of her tank top like she had seen a spider, "It`s gone."
She snapped her eyes up to him, "Who uses ACID to burn bullets out of metal!?"
"Its effective."
"You now what else is effective?!" She snapped, jumping to her feet, "Not getting shot at in the first place! God Tim!"
She hissed stomping up the steps to the cave, Tim shaking his head as he watched her leave.