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[hanzer]

[There's very little preamble before the network gets an earful of the distinctive, raspy tones of a certain ex-cop. Guy sounds like he smokes his cigarettes and eats them too. He also doesn't sound exactly comfortable to be speaking on the network, but anyone who's met him in person in the past few days knows that that forced impassivity is kind of his thing.]

I'm looking for someone who can work with cybernetics. Some know-how with computers or engineering would probably help, but I figure some of that comes with the territory. [A pause, and then:] Discretion preferred.

[The way he says it, one kind of gets the sense that he'd gladly find a way to make even the most indiscreet person suddenly learn the meaning of patient confidentiality– but it's just as easy to believe that that's just the way he talks.

There's another longer pause and then, at length, he adds:] I'd also be interested in speaking to anyone who can talk about the crewman we've got in the hold.

[Spooky, scary, skeleton-like – you've probably heard of Ploiatos. Adam certainly has, and (being the security-minded guy he is) he'd love to know what having a literal skeleton in the closet entails.

And since Adam Jensen's never exactly been known for ending conversations gracefully, that's where he chooses to cut the message off.

Certainly, no one can say he isn't to-the-point.]

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[hanzer]

["We expecting to run into many magical enemies?" he almost asks, before stopping himself. Dumb question, on second thought. He'd never really thought of the wider implications of one person onboard having magic – now there isn't really a reason for him to believe that nothing else can possess powers like that either.

In which case, yeah – knowing how to combat something like that has kind of bumped itself up a couple of spots on his list of priorities. Honestly, he can't imagine it boiling down to anything other than "hurt them before they can hurt you" – same as anything else – but he could be surprised.]

The last planet? You mean the one with the slavers? [He hadn't been around for it, of course, but he'd heard a little of what'd happened. ] Can't imagine you'd have wanted to hold back much at all.

[Adam himself wouldn't have been able to promise as much, his tone suggests. Not really one to pull his punches.] In any case, that sounds like a plan. Drop me a line once you've got the details.

[liberaltus]

[Dorian couldn't be certain if all magic was the same everywhere, but he knew that it could be dangerous. If there was anything he could do to make it less so or to have others view magic in an entirely different light? Then why should he sit back and wait for the moment when magic becomes a thing of fear and loathing.]

We were advised to be as discreet as we could possibly manage, not to bring attention to the ship. Apparently we've made enemies out there already...otherwise I would have done a flashier job of things. [And he wanted to, he wasn't terribly violent, but when it came down to Dorian and his own life or the lives of his loved ones, or even a cause he was fighting for, he would fight ferociously if he had to.] I'll let you know, then.