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[ it's a residence-- and one belonging to either a botanist or someone who's just really terrible at taking care of their plants. visible in the background, off to the side, is a series of clay pots all in a row, each filled with exactly one sad plant. there's a wide variety of species in the collection, yet one thing between them remains constant: the black rot that's been consuming flora everywhere on the turtle. apparently someone's been doing his homework.

the speaker shifts in his seat just a tad, just enough to block out the sight behind him with the huge thing (hat??) on his head. he's an unfamiliar face on the network (who could forget an appearance like that?) but judging from the set-up he's got, he's been here quite some time. his is a pleasant, if sharp-featured face-- one made for smiles like the one plastered on right now. ]

All this work and nothing to show for it but a few sorry-looking shoots more withered than I am. [ a little sigh. ] Well! I suppose that's what I get for attempting to cure a symptom rather than its cause.

[ he leans back so he can gesture vaguely behind him, at the experiments set up. ]

I can claim a great deal of experience with plants, doctoring, and the doctoring of plants-- but I'm afraid that this illness eludes me. Surely there're a few more green-thumbed or scientifically-minded individuals among us: perhaps if we combine our efforts, we can get to the... [ and there really is no preventing the self-indulgent little smile here-- ] ...Root of the problem.

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Pity. He does the skin thing part-time -- the days he doesn't have his coffee. [A beat.] Or has too much.

[Eh, either way.]

The name's Stark. The guy you're looking for is Bruce Banner. Real smarty-pants.

[ aaand now the joke's kind of gotten away from him. maybe green skin's a cultural thing. HE JUST... sort of settles for an evasive little laugh. ]

Banner. [ a pause. ] Well, it's not the first time I've heard the name. I appreciate the tip.

--And it's a pleasure. My name is Qilby. [ pleasantries aside... ] So do you assist your friend in his work, then? Or do you merely promote it?

Fund it, fiddle in it. You could say it's a little of column A, a little of column B, and a little of column Me. [Said with an acute lack of humility.] Banner's an employee of sorts with my company.

[ man, whatta charmer!

an arched brow. ] To what end, if I may ask? [ a brief pause; he shakes his head and starts over. ] I'm sorry, that sounded rather ominous -- what does your company do, exactly?

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