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[neveraskedforthis]

[ This is a video post! But you don't actually see the scruffy guy talking this time, aside from maybe parts of mechanical limbs and a trail of cigarette smoke—yeah, some cyborgs can pull of tricky feats like broadcasting what they see with their own artificial retinas. Cool shit. He seems to be looking outside the window—not a whole lot of festive decorations in the street, phew—, so probably nothing interesting here for you guys, which means you're more or less forced to listen. ]

So, Christmas. Doesn't seem to be a big deal in this time and place compared to 21st century America, which I'm actually kinda grateful for. Bigger problems, after all... [ Because wow Christmas sure sucks when your family is dead and you don't have a partner. ] Bet the majority of you don't even know what it's all about. Personally I just care about eggnog right now -- and so should you if you like having something good to drink.

[ Priorities. Adam's downplaying this a lot but he still got a select few people gifts... speaking of gifts. ]

Oh yeah, I think somebody forgot this at my place...

[ And with this, he means a black lace C cup bra, which he's dangling in front of his own eyes. ]

Unless this is supposed to be a gift. I'm not sure what to do with it. Might wanna come here and pick it up before I get rid of it or give it to someone else -- it being Christmas and all.

[ Adam sounds remarkably indifferent despite the implications. He's so gonna get spanked for this and that's actually exactly what he wants AHEM. Anyway, there's a private text message tacked onto this later—for Vanadi. ]

You too.

[ Yeah, just that. ]


(( ooc: also, linking Adam's CASIE permissions post again c: ))

Comments

OK I GUESS ILL DEAL WITH IT

[neveraskedforthis]

[ ooooooooooh. how mean. ]

For the bottle of quality liquor I found in my fridge on top of that? Still waiting for the invoice for that one.

[deathwarder]

[ Sneering. ]

You had to get her drunk first? How disappointing.

[neveraskedforthis]

Sure, we'll go with that.

[ dude, so much random spite all of a sudden. but adam has your data. ]

Not one for some good natured fun, I see.

[deathwarder]

[ He just tends to be more than a little barbed in his sense of humor, is all. He'll lighten up some, at least, settling on a more mild-mannered smirk. ]

Quite the opposite, actually. Such a pity I wasn't invited, hm?

Mostly for the alcohol, mind you.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ NO HOMO mo...stly okay good phew. ]

Want it? One bottle doesn't do much for me.

[ nevermind that it really isn't his bottle, technically speaking, but it seems like he's deadset on riling Samus' up. ]

[deathwarder]

[ More than one schlong is a threesome is too much, alright? This dragon keeps it tits only. Because NO HOMO. ]

I'm simply curious as to where it was acquired, and if it matches up to my own stock. Not that I'd turn down the card of your lady friend for the evening, of course.

Though, one bottle doesn't do much for me, either.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ one dragon schlong is already too much schlong. ]

... I'm afraid she would be beneath your caliber, anyway.

[ not quite such an arrogant poopbutt and not nearly ugly enough and DOESNT LIKE DRAGONS ANYWAY ]

In that case, I don't think I have anything to offer you.

[deathwarder]

[ Don't knock it 'til you've tried it, man.

...no homo.

Also, eying that lingerie again with a raised brow. ]

I'm quite certain I've done worse for myself... though that is not a very polite story to be telling.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ ... Adam puts the lingerie out of his sigh. Slowly. ]

I'm sure you know the saying, 'a gentleman never tells'.

[deathwarder]

[ Too late. He's back to looking amused again. ]

Or perhaps there is simply not very much to tell.

[neveraskedforthis]

Or perhaps some people don't feel the need to brag about 'heroics'.

[deathwarder]

A man without an ego? That's a real novelty, where I'm from.

[neveraskedforthis]

Oh I won't argue that they're a rare subspecies, depending.

[ a pause. ]

More importantly though, I resent the notion of treating women like they're something to be conquered and then worn like a medal. Where -- no, when are you from, the dark ages?

[deathwarder]

I am a lord of the courts and a servant of the kings that rule them. Affairs with women are simply another matter of politics, no more worth batting a lash at than anything else.

[ He dons a suggestive smile. ]

I see no harm in indulging what is offered to me freely. Of course, I would never just take... I am not a lord without manners.

[neveraskedforthis]

...So, the dark ages.

[ To sum it up. Of course, being from ~the future~, Adam is used to something else. And a girlfriend that was significantly higher up on the career ladder and more successful than himself. ]

You might not have much luck with that mindset in this day and age, just as a heads-up.

[deathwarder]

Hmmmm.

[ His eyes narrow, wandering away to some invisible point off-screen. ]

You might be surprised. But I won't disagree. Dark is certainly an apt term to describe them...

[neveraskedforthis]

...

[ He has to wonder. Even without the AR display of his social interaction enhancer, Adam's just been getting bad vibes from this guy the whole time. Beyond general prickliness. ]

Dark in more ways than one, I assume.

[deathwarder]

[ His gaze flicks back to Adam's, studying him. Cryptically, after a moment: ]

We are all products of our times. Such is the way of the world.

Such is life.

[neveraskedforthis]

Wise words. You're a real poet.

[ ... default kneejerk response. But--]

Being a fine example myself, I guess I can't disagree on that.

[deathwarder]

I am His Majesty's highest counsel. My wisdom means the difference between victory and death... no room exists to consider the graying shades of morality. What must be done will be done.

But I have a feeling you already know that.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Hmmm... ]

I do what I must to get the job done. Justifying that can of course be a bit tricky -- and tiresome. Guess that's why I never really fit in with the law enforcement agencies.

You didn't have these problems, I take it?

[deathwarder]

I have no such problems because I make attachments to no one, save my king. Women, men, what does it matter? Everyone has a use. A purpose. And in my position, I must make the most of the resources I possess. Surely you understand that beyond this...

[ His face darkens. ]

...there is no point in overly investing yourself in the affairs of others. It is a sacrifice made of one who is sworn to duty over personal desire.

Perhaps, then, the so-called dark ages are not as backward as you might believe in their attitudes.

[neveraskedforthis]

[ A brief moment of silence, which may come off as contemplative. On the side he's running a little background check in the archive (which means previous posts) and any connected private conversations he might attempt to hack later, black dragon magic permitting. For now though, he sticks with a more straightforward approach, although he really has to hold himself back here from saying the things he really wants to say. ]

Really now...

[ That bit is said with disdain and here it might look like he's ending the conversation abruptly, but he's actually just slapping a filter on it. A really good one. ]

Sorry about that. I was just recently hired by the police department -- well, more like their poorly executed attempt of it -- so I can't just go and say, 'oh wow, I thought it was just me' where everyone can see. I'm not overly invested in history, admittedly, so it's interesting.

[deathwarder]

[ Prestor hardly seems perturbed by the announcement; in fact, he seems amused more than anything else, that infuriating smile returning to his lips. The sudden shift to a filter does catch his attention, however, and so he'll be leaning back the slightest bit...

And subtly making certain in the background that any such attempts at hacking will be met with a nasty surprise, all the while speaking in a smooth tone that betrays none of this. The man could follow the scent to his heart's content, but he would not like where it ended. That much he was certain of. Everyone had their uses.

It was time to discover his. ]

Oh? Should I start calling you officer? Constable? It does have a certain ring to it.

[ It's said playfully enough, but... ]

[neveraskedforthis]

[ Yeah, he'll take his time with that one. Better to proceed with caution, but you can hardly blame a guy for looking up info on his fellow transports. ]

Nah. Too much paperwork and I'd be fired again before long. I take care of office security, and that's it. It's at least somewhat entertaining and occasionally insightful, if nothing else.