"Though I'm a bit new to Japan, I've worked on my fair share of foreign cars, trucks, and things of the like. As you'll also see, I've done several years of Military services for the United States Air Force. I've worked on everything from fighter craft up to some of the U.S. finest combat mechs and cybots." The man said, glancing across the booth of the small diner table to Meg as he'd pause for a sip of coffee.

His name was Spencer. Though a native from the United Kingdom he spent most of his life in the United States with his mother and father, who both served as liasons between the United Kingdom and the United States Military in any joint operations the two countries undertook. Although he never did state in his resume of sorts, Meg guessed his age to be in the middle or late twenties. And she was certainly most impressed by his list of talents; Spence was incredibly mechanically inclined.

"Yeah, your skills go pretty far, don't they?" Meg smiled just a bit. "If all of this is right, then you're exactly what we're looking for." Spence set his cup of coffee down and thought for a moment.

"Hm... Meg, was it?" She nodded.

"I don't think you ever did say exactly what it was you needed a 'mechanic' for. I mean, I'm glad you're impressed with my Resume in all, but..."

"But?"

The man frowned just a bit. "I can't even begin to imagine what a girl like you needs someone who worked on Military aircraft and Cybots for..." The newspaper ad didn't exactly say what kind of work Spencer would be doing. Though Meg simply closed her eyes and sighed, crossing her arms.

"I'll level with you, Spence. See, normally when it comes to an addition to our group, this woman Sei is the one who comes out and meets with all the clients. But times are kinda tough here in Japan if you didn't already know..."

"I watch current events on occasion..." Spence uttered sarcastically

"A lotta unemployed mechanics replied to this add REAL quick. So Sei's been out meeting with all of them and doesn't have the time to see you all. But I guess you have one up on all of them. Military engineering? Especially from the States? These are the kind of talents I'm sure she can put to good use. So I'll tell you what..." Meg slid her way out of the booth and handed Spencer a small card with directions on it. "Just head on out to this location and be there before the day ends. I'll have Sei evaluate you and see if you're what we need." Standing up as well, Spence stood almost a foot taller than Meg. Looking down at the card, he tilted his head up to look at Meg.

"You never did answer my qu-"

"Why not just go and have Sei answer all your questions?" Meg interrupted, turning on one heel and pacing out of the diner. Spencer would be lying if he said he didn't stare...

"Oi..." he uttered aloud, staring at the card once more. "have to admit I'm interested..."

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Spencer usually had this philosophy against walking in to things blindly. However, as the afternoon wore on the events of this morning just chipped and chipped away at him. Strange bombshell of a girl asking about his military and combat machinery background and not even saying what any of it was for. Huh, some mechanic job...

Having come from the U.S. Spence only brought most of the money he had saved up over the past few years and was able to get lucky and score a small spot of land - a junkyard - for a decent price. Being the gearhead he was he always had an assortment of oddball and classic vehicles, most of which he was able to restore or put back together with all the parts he'd found in his scrapyard. In spite of the fact that Spencer wanted to escape his military lifestyle he had one large hangar in his scrapyard that was always full of miscellaneous weaponry and cybot equipment that always seemed to be unused.

But that was that. He'd been in his scrapyard all day pulling apart some trashed econo-box of a car for useable parts, and the seed planted by that Meg girl had nothing but time to tug at all of his curiousity. Spence was going to check this place out. The only things he asked himself now were what he'd wear and what vehicle he'd like to bring...