[he's suspicious is as suspicious does or something when these things are passed out like hard candy. That doesn't stop him from being an absolute nerd about all this: coffee shops may not be as popular this century but bars do just fine and forums...holy shit. He's found his people, these conspiracy theorists. Mothman, make room for him, he's coming home.
Some more interesting stuff too. His attention is half between the new tech and half between all the not so subtle meetings taking place in the seedy bar, but he isn't spread thin. Should your rumbling tickle his ear he'll give you a scoff if what you said is particularly....hopeful.]
We're fucked, no matter how you look at it.
Time to get the fuck outta dodge
[If you're one of those hard working and lucky few he's definitely been trying to sneak or bribe his way onto your ship. The bloodshot eye almost seems like its permanent, the way he's been skulking around the dock for days while strings of tension stretch farther and further.
They say something about slackers, right?-- does that count for slack too?
If you're one of the luckier ones in charge of boarder patrol, you'll still find him skulking, but along with his papers he pushes under your nose, there's a picture too. It isn't flattering. If it isn't you you can bet it's someone a little higher up. But rest assured it's a familiar face up to no good in this beautiful photo.]
Yeah, so I know about that. If you don't wanna be airlocked starting with your junk by your humble bosses you should let me get out of here.
ota, any time, any place, any who
[he's suspicious is as suspicious does or something when these things are passed out like hard candy. That doesn't stop him from being an absolute nerd about all this: coffee shops may not be as popular this century but bars do just fine and forums...holy shit. He's found his people, these conspiracy theorists. Mothman, make room for him, he's coming home.
Some more interesting stuff too. His attention is half between the new tech and half between all the not so subtle meetings taking place in the seedy bar, but he isn't spread thin. Should your rumbling tickle his ear he'll give you a scoff if what you said is particularly....hopeful.]
We're fucked, no matter how you look at it.
Time to get the fuck outta dodge
[If you're one of those hard working and lucky few he's definitely been trying to sneak or bribe his way onto your ship. The bloodshot eye almost seems like its permanent, the way he's been skulking around the dock for days while strings of tension stretch farther and further.
They say something about slackers, right?-- does that count for slack too?
If you're one of the luckier ones in charge of boarder patrol, you'll still find him skulking, but along with his papers he pushes under your nose, there's a picture too. It isn't flattering. If it isn't you you can bet it's someone a little higher up. But rest assured it's a familiar face up to no good in this beautiful photo.]
Yeah, so I know about that. If you don't wanna be airlocked starting with your junk by your humble bosses you should let me get out of here.