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[synanthrope]

I didn't break my hand yesterday. I thought I ought to say that, at least. Did anyone?

I don't believe in punishment for the masses for the sins of one, but I suppose that might make me in the majority. In this case I think I'll just put the rest of my energy into a new project. Perhaps one, that when I finish it, I'll sell.



Would anyone be interested in buying it, complete?



[A pause]

Some of you met my brother. I feel as though I should insist you forget him.

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[synanthrope]

Did he hit on you?

[dropkick]

[ Pause.

His tone is dry when he answers (sort of answers)... ]

Does it matter?

[synanthrope]

Well, your answer is likely my answer.

You ought to forget him because he'll be persistently pleased no one did.

[dropkick]

And you prefer that he isn't?

[ A little....amused....and confused....perhaps.... ]

[synanthrope]

He's the sibling I get along with the least.

[dropkick]

Ah.

[ He pauses. ]

Will you hold it against me if I don't forget him?

[synanthrope]

No. I'm very bad at those kinds of things.

1/2

[dropkick]

Okay then.

[dropkick]

The punching was as random as the rest of the compulsions here.

But I think it's more likely people got their noses broken than their hands.

[synanthrope]

I like my nose. I prefer it unbroken.

And yours, Arthur?

[dropkick]

My nose is fine.

Hand too. Well, hands - both of them.

[synanthrope]

You have very fine hands. Fingers, especially.

[dropkick]

[ Pause. ]

Thanks.

I'm dreading the day I get turned into something with paws.

[ The day he THOUGHT he was a cat was mortifying enough. ]

[synanthrope]

It might not happen. It's certainly never happened to me.

1/2

[dropkick]

Lucky.

Hopefully I'm lucky too.

[dropkick]

How long will it take you to complete that?

[ Eying the parts... ]

[synanthrope]

A few weeks, with the customization I'm intending.

[dropkick]

Useful.

How's business?

[ He could ask Eames...but at the moment he's talking to Saya of course, so. ]

[synanthrope]

Well enough to be expected. You ought to come in sometime.

[dropkick]

Would tomorrow work?

[ He has the time, in all truth. ]

[synanthrope]

Yes. I'll be cleaning out the engine.

[dropkick]

Time?

[synanthrope]

Whenever you like. I arrive at five in the morning.

[dropkick]

[ ....when he's not on a job the words 'Five in the morning' might as well be in a language Arthur doesn't...even...know...exists....he pauses... ]

I'll see you around twelve. We could go for lunch.

[synanthrope]

There's a place nearby that serves a lovely glass of red.

[dropkick]

Sounds good to me.

[synanthrope]

Afterwards, if you like, I'll show you some of my suits.

[dropkick]

I look forward to it.