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[tinkerhell]

looking for an engineer for a side project.
experience with bioweapons preferred.
if you need ultimate execution details to work, don't bother.
you'll just be wasting both of our time.

information is need to know.

[And, for visibility's sake, he attaches an image of one of these sitting on the railing of his treehouse.]

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[cadeuces]

Anything I can help with?

[ Because really, how can she resist asking? Though she's curious about the lizard's inclusion. Gabriel why... ]

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[tinkerhell]

[Huh, well that's unexpected. Maybe not entirely unexpected.]

thought you weren't into weaponization.

[cadeuces]

You specifically said "experience with". I'm a doctor in war relief; I have experience. My offer will depend on how you choose to apply that.

[ If he thinks he's going to build himself some bioweapons to use on others, he might as well let her know not to bother. If he's looking into something else, or happens to be curious about his own nanomachines, however... ]

[tinkerhell]

haven't decided.
second opinion doesn't hurt.

[And hey, maybe she'll give him the skinny on Jack. She won't.]

[cadeuces]

Well, you know how to reach me and where to find me come time you decide.

Have you been well?

[ Because of course she's going to ask that. She'll at least say he's well and try to get information in return. Have a little faith; she learned from the best. (That's you.) ]

[tinkerhell]

[She's too close to the target matter for him to seek her advice, but he makes a note anyway.]

things don't change much here.
we'll see what happens when we move again.

[cadeuces]

You're not mistaken; still, I hope you've settled.

I should hope we don't move again. Even if these pacdiscs given to us allow us to re-enact The Sword in the Stone. What was it, Higitus Figitus? That old Disney movie.