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tushanshu2014-03-21 07:50 pm
sticksaround) wrote in tushanshu2014-03-21 07:50 pm
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[ Casey opens with about five seconds of space to start with, since he's rechecking his console operational stats as a precaution. His voice is stiff and a little muffled, but easy enough to understand. ]
Alright. Definitely got this working! [ Moderately loud enthusiasm abounds for a brief moment there, and it is promptly tamped down. ] Sorry. I asked about how these worked just to be safe, but I also hear I got a pretty thick skull, y'know? [ And here there are two quiet thumps followed by a light hiss, because he sure did knock on the side of his head for emphasis. ] Wanted to make sure I got it.
So, uh. Hey. Name's Casey. I'm from New York, and if you don't know what that means, I feel sorry for ya. I guess I'm here to wake up half-drowned and defeat evil like everyone else? The half-drowned thing is pretty new, but I actually have some experience with evil, so here's hopin' I can put myself to good use. I mean, between giant turtles and fightin' bad guys and studying for English Lit., I'll take the bad guys.
If there's anything bigger than the welcome wagon that a guy should be let in on or a familiar face or somethin', though, I'd really appreciate gettin' that outta the way now. Maybe directions to a good sports equipment store? [ Pauuuuse. ] Thanks. Really.
[ That equipment store is really important though. ]
Alright. Definitely got this working! [ Moderately loud enthusiasm abounds for a brief moment there, and it is promptly tamped down. ] Sorry. I asked about how these worked just to be safe, but I also hear I got a pretty thick skull, y'know? [ And here there are two quiet thumps followed by a light hiss, because he sure did knock on the side of his head for emphasis. ] Wanted to make sure I got it.
So, uh. Hey. Name's Casey. I'm from New York, and if you don't know what that means, I feel sorry for ya. I guess I'm here to wake up half-drowned and defeat evil like everyone else? The half-drowned thing is pretty new, but I actually have some experience with evil, so here's hopin' I can put myself to good use. I mean, between giant turtles and fightin' bad guys and studying for English Lit., I'll take the bad guys.
If there's anything bigger than the welcome wagon that a guy should be let in on or a familiar face or somethin', though, I'd really appreciate gettin' that outta the way now. Maybe directions to a good sports equipment store? [ Pauuuuse. ] Thanks. Really.
[ That equipment store is really important though. ]
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[Mike lifts up one of his arms, twisting it just so to make sure the camera gets the best view of the ragged scar that snakes its way across the skin of his forearm.]
The other guy doesn't wear a red bandanna, does he?
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Hard as that is to reconcile, people'd probably have some trouble doing the same thing with his own circumstances. He guesses he's also got the proof right on camera in front of him. ]
...nah. Just a nightly gallon of booze and no tolerance for a 'smart mouth'. [ And not a returned bruise on his miserable face from Casey's hands. ] Got it taken care of, though.
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Well, that's good at least. You uh...need someone to take a look at that? I've got some stuff around the house that might help.
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[He almost gets all the way to the end of that without cracking a smile. Almost.]
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But, while you're waiting for him, why not come by WA-3b, and I'll see about patching you up. Might even have some frozen meat for that eye of yours.
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Man, this is why he leaves the thesis stuff to the professionals. It's a miracle April's helped him get his grades anywhere. Casey will obviously just have to do what he does best: go into a situation deliberately without thinking too much about it, and then handling any shit as it does or does not hit any fans. ]
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[He laughs once but his smile turns quizzical towards the end.]
Here how about this: I just come to you. It'll be easier for us both, and there's less of a chance of you scaring the heck out of any children and old ladies on the way.
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[Mike grabs a piece of paper and a nearby pencil and writes down the address, commenting as he does so.]
Ooooooh, the Metal Sector. Well well well, aren't we fancy. Okay, I can be there in a jiff. Any requests?
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Whatever you're willin' to pawn off, Doc. I'd be happy with an aspirin and a bag of frozen peas at this point. [ He's pretty sure that all the frozen vegetables in his life are exclusively not for actually eating. ]
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