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[The computer terminal isn't anything new to Grave, although the specifics take a moment to figure out. After that, though, he's activating the feed and getting right to it.]

Just when you think that you've seen everything technology has to offer, there lands yet another surprise in your lap.

[He doesn't look particularly impressed or surprised, really.]

I've really just got one question at the moment... Was that a cow? Not that I've ever seen a real, breathing cow anywhere around home... I don't think anyone has in the last ten years, actually, but there are pictures in holo-books. Maybe GeneCo should expand from human biology and take up endangered and extinct animal species.

God knows, I could rip right into a natural fucking hamburger that wasn’t made up of bi-products I can’t even pronounce.

I’m not too sure how happy I am to have been dropped into the ocean, [He gives a half shrug.] but it's already a good deal nicer than home. Nice pad, by the way. Still, it seems quite the eclectic group of people hereabouts and with such diversity comes business, and that’s one gift horse I’m not going to look in the mouth. [He smiles and many might think it the smile of a predator and in many ways, it is.] Every market has a sub-market, so they say, and it’ll just take a bit of poking around to find it here.

[His smile slips then, his expression growing serious.]

Hey, Kid, you around?

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[A short bark of genuinely amused laughter.]
 
I’m uncertain that there’s a clown quite like me anywhere, Rin. Pretenders, certainly, but nobody just like. And they certainly don’t hire me for kiddy parties. Graverobber’s the name and the business, amongst other qualified hobbies.

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I know a guy could give you a run for your money. What kind of name is Graverobber, anyway? You seriously steal from dead people?

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[Graverobber arches a brow at Rin’s quick retort, grinning smoothly.]

Kid, there is nobody like me out there and of that you can be most thankful. The name is exactly what it says it is, no more, no less. Some people sell cars, some people run fast food joints… some make their money in surgery and some of us rob the graves of each one of them when they die. There are things to be found below ground, Rin…

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Ugggh, that's just creepy!

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[Grave gives a half shrug, not seeming phased at all by Rin’s opinion on the matter.]
 
It’s not for everyone, I will give you that, but it pays the bills and leaves me in the green at the end of the day.
 
[The fact that there were enough people grave robbing to constitute laws against it proved this.]

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That's just freaky as hell. How can something like that even give you money?

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How can something like that earn you money? [Grave is smiling now and you should really be concerned, Rin. Anything that makes this man happy is of questionable morals.]
 
Ahh, but there’s the question! [Today we’re going to talk about druuuuugs, kids!!! He flourishes a flowing blue vial from somewhere within his coat.]

Zydrate, kid.

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What.

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[Ahhh, the young and uninitiated.]

Zydrate… the best narcotic the world has to offer as of 2056. [Give him half a moment here, Rin. He pulls a vial out from one of his coat pockets, the contents of it glowing an unmistakable blue.]

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What.

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Zydrate, kid... you asked how what I did could be good for money. This is how.

[He shakes the bottle lightly.]

It's the 21st century cure and it's my job to collect as much as I can, day to day.

[Sort of. The legalities of it were certainly in question.]

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What?! You...you steal drugs from d-dead people?!

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[Grave rolls his eyes, tucking the vials back into his coat.]

I collect from the dead because they provide a much purer product, Kid.

[Do you want to know badly enough to ask what he means, Rin?]

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UUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH! That's just disgusting!

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[Grave just shrugs, unbothered.]

Them's the breaks, Kid... ain't a pretty business, but it's pretty profitable. The fewer that can stomach the job, the fewer cutting into my profits.

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Why would anyone do drugs like that?! Don't they know where it comes from?! [BRB FLAILING.]

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[Rin, Grave isn’t entirely sure what to do with you. In part, he’s exasperated, because he’s having to explain this and you’re just not getting it. Another part of him wonders if you’ve led so sheltered a life that maybe you really don’t get it. That whole ‘real’ innocence thing is pretty rare in his day and age, but it’s a possibility.]
 
One because it works and two because it’s the best there is. This isn’t your average smoke in your mom’s garage kind of bullshit, kid, this is the real deal. Anything worth having is worth working for… that’s one of the first things I learned on the street; and Zydrate? Zydrate is the best.
 
[Which was why he didn’t balk at all at the idea of what he did to harvest it. The people were already dead, after all, so what did they care?]

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But that's like...practically cannibalism or something! [SHUDDER. It's not even the drugs part that's bothering him anymore, it's the idea of someone sticking needle in dead people and sucking stuff out that people get high from. Sounds like something a demon would do, not a human.]

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[Grave stares at Rin, his expression flat and unimpressed.]
 
Kid, I can assure you that what I do is very different from cannibalism. I don’t eat them, I merely take advantage of a process that happens to anyone that goes through surgery.

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Gross.