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[hexcope]

[So getting used to this new kind of technology was certainly an… experience. He still isn’t really comfortable with the idea of a video recording of himself, and even an instantaneous voice transmission is beyond the level of tech he’s accustomed to so text is the way to go. Unfortunately, he’s using this like some sort of magical LinkedIn, so it’s a very formal letter style he’s got going on.]

Hello,

My name is Jayce Talis. I’ve noticed there’s a few buildings here that seem to be laboratories. If any have availability to lend a room or two, I have research and device development I would like to work on. Ideally if there’s any access to a forge of some sort, that would be preferred, but not required. I have a personal reference if necessary to demonstrate good character.

[He notably does not say anywhere that there will probably be explosions.]

Thank you for your time.

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[A birthday-related surprise is on the list of possibilities that her brain generates as Caitlyn sits in the dining room, tapping impatiently on the massive mahogany dining table as she waits for Jayce to call her. It's winter, after all, and that at least puts them near her birthday.

She's accustomed to elaborate food served in courses, gifts sent from people she doesn't know who care more about impressing her mother with their generosity than with giving her anything she'll enjoy or use, and the sort of look from her mother that says she's creeping closer to the age that she'll need to start taking more responsibility and behaving more as a Kiramman ought to. Her favourite part of most birthdays is getting it over with. A little cake with her best friend is a much better way to mark the occasion.

She blows out the candle and grabs two forks, holding one out to him so they can share the dessert, small as it is.]

Twenty-two. I'm catching up to you.

[As though he won't also be turning a year older, the next time summer rolls around.]