Dec 11, 2019
@dexteramortem
Hey, Rios? Do you have any bandaids?
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@dexteramortem
Hey, Rios? Do you have any bandaids?
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Ah! Hello, hello!
Good evening!
Closer to God
Raphael was not a patient man. By birth. His medication made it so, and he could never keep himself from marveling at the magic that Better Living seemed to pour into their pills. Sometimes, it seemed like he had every flaw that ever existed written somewhere in his code (genetic or otherwise), and BLI was able to destroy every single one in an instant! He couldn’t imagine hating having that option, to change something about yourself at the drop of a hat.
He could imagine, however, angering the Company, since he also had a particularly good knack for that. Being on the other side of that anger was something to relish, and Raph had to keep himself from snickering as he hid and waited for Dallas to leave his laboratory. He could hear his voice as he chatted lazily to people on the radio and let out a sigh at the sound. It was a beautiful one... He was honestly content to just stand here and listen to that all night, but he had to get to work eventually. Hopefully it’ll be sooner rather than later...
... Hello. May I talk to you about something? You keep mentioning something... interesting.
@dexteramortem
Fourth Street Pharmacy, what can I help you with today.
Mr.... Rios? De los Rios? My apologies, I’m unsure what title you prefer. I’ve received a rather unclear memo from one of the facilities I oversee, regarding a data request you put in two days ago.
dexteramortem Hah… haven’t you tried the intercom? Won’t anyone let you up?
Oh I did! The security guard let me right in, he was very appreciative. I left you a powdered sugar donut on your desk - couldn’t find a napkin, so I just set it on your inbox tray.
Hey. Hey tipsy. Hey Rio de Janeiro.