[The problem with drawing up schematics while drunk for a person he can only barely remember is they are nearly impossible to decipher, so it took Rocket a little while even after he got the parts necessary to make the damn thing functional. And then after that, it was a matter of tracking down the guy whose... name he definitely never got.

Fortunately, it's not like a white-haired dude with weird fashion sense doesn't cut a pretty memorable figure. He does finally find him, and that's how Sesshoumaru came to find a (not-a) tanuki chilling in his path with a bag slung over his shoulder.]

Y'know, dude, maybe the next time we get wasted together, we should probably, like, exchange names or addresses or something. Or maybe we did and I frickin' forgot- I dunno.