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[badlydisarmed]

Looking for a mechanic capable of fixing a prosthetic arm, altruistic introverts highly preferred, opportunistic assholes also acceptable.

Age irrelevant, but if you're a child I will comment on it.

Comments

[zauneyete]

Hah, so you aren't losing anything.

The "happy to help" type are also more liable to volunteer foolishly. Which as you said, it is broken, but I assume you know as well as I do that there is a difference between broken and irreparably damaged.

[badlydisarmed]

There's only a difference if you have the means to fix the former. I don't.

[zauneyete]

You might, if things work out in your favor here.

Although...you can already see how the locals act I am sure.

[ silco you know most of these people ]

[badlydisarmed]

Same person wondering why someone would lie about wanting to help also told me some girl could put a bomb in my arm. I'm getting whiplash here.

Not that I'm complaining, this is both fun and educational.

[zauneyete]

She is exaggerating. It is not likely that there would be a bomb.

[ he says. almost defensively. ]

Regardless, that person seems to think honesty and holding hands will solve all of society's ills. I'm getting the sense that you would know better.

[badlydisarmed]

I would know better, and "it is not likely" is not even in the top ten of most reassuring things you could be telling me.

[zauneyete]

Well, there has to be some wiggle room. Just in case.

I had the sense that you would, but be warned: you're not going to be able to avoid children. They're everywhere.

[badlydisarmed]

I don't mind children, they tend to be easier to deal with than adults. More direct.

But if a twelve year old is a master mechanic I will be commenting on the fact they're twelve and they will get annoyed. It's only fair to warn them.

[zauneyete]

Also incessant in their questions and their energy is unending.

Which at the very least, if you meet a twelve-year-old master mechanic, they are putting that energy to good use. Perhaps they should accept that they will be commented on it.

[badlydisarmed]

The child with the bombs is a twelve year old master mechanic, isn't she?

[zauneyete]

Thankfully, no. She's not a child.

[ One childhood was enough ]

[badlydisarmed]

[That's confirmation she has bombs, isn't it?????]

How old is she?

[zauneyete]

Old enough. She works for me.

[ he says as if he has not hired children before
also like he isn't her father but we won't admit this in public ]

[badlydisarmed]

Any chance you can get me a list of who's on who's side so I don't get my wires crossed?

[zauneyete]

For free?

Of course not.

[badlydisarmed]

Unfortunately, I don't have much to offer. I'm a one-armed surgeon.

[zauneyete]

What a shame, and me without a requirement for surgery.

I suppose you'll have to ask one of those altruistic types instead.

[badlydisarmed]

Shouldn't be too hard, about half of your people seem to be the type.

[He writes "your people" because given this whole mess of a post, he's certain that'll annoy the hell out of him.]

[zauneyete]

[ IT DOES... It's a good thing this is text, he doesn't get to see the supreme eye twitch. ]

My people know better than to act the fool.

[badlydisarmed]

What's the word then? Compatriots? Comrades?

[Is that worse?]

[zauneyete]

There is no such thing as a comrade. Not where I am from.

[ Well, other than Sevika. She won't be insulted. ]

Some of them I've barely spoken to, if at all.

[badlydisarmed]

Compatriots it is.

[This is one of the few advantages of being the only person around from 2003 Chicago. No monkeys in his circus, as far as he knows.]

[zauneyete]

[ trust me, it's for the best, doctor. you're the one winning here. ]

If you insist on a label, I suppose it is fitting that it would be simply one that you make up.

[badlydisarmed]

It's helpful to know who comes from which world.

[zauneyete]

Oh I quite agree. I have my own list from monitoring the network. Everyone gives themselves up eventually.