Or change back, wiser.
The nemoidian unmade parts of the wiring of his electrobinoculars to plug them in his datapad to input a special software.
totally not a CIS spy code/intel computer: 3eA+1eP+1eD 0 successes, 3 advantage





''Damn it...just my luck''
Maybe he was just too frustrated by the whole mess...he would have to try again later after checking the binocular's interface for incompatibilities.
Things back in his bag, he sat in the dust on the roof of some vacant house to oberve the sunset.
''Why?'' he asked himself