I love how in mag 33 Jon starts getting extra pissy and Tim just goes “woahhh woahh” like he’s calming a spooked horse. and then Jon calms down and tries to explain his thoughts and feelings
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I love how in mag 33 Jon starts getting extra pissy and Tim just goes “woahhh woahh” like he’s calming a spooked horse. and then Jon calms down and tries to explain his thoughts and feelings
MAG033 –Caso 0110201– El Llamado de Contramaestre
Testimonio de Carlita Sloane, sobre su trabajo en un barco mercante que viajó a Southampton desde Porto do Itaqui.
[Disclaimer/ Aviso]
[MAG032] | x | [MAG034]
1. tHeY mEnTiONeD bRaZiL
2. jon mispronouncing “porto do itaqui” sjfksjdkjdj
(MAG033) ARCHIVIST: […] Was there anything else? TIM: Oh yeah, just one. ARCHIVIST: Good lord. TIM: So, in case 8163103… it isn’t clear if Albrecht’s wife is called “Clara” or “Carla”, ‘cause you keep switching back and forth… ARCHIVIST: Well, I’m sorry if I found it hard to read a two-hundred-year-old letter, written in cursive by a native German speaker. Who complained about that one? TIM: Oh, it’s, it’s not a complaint. Hum, I just noticed actually!
I can’t believe that 94 episodes later, Jon finally answered Tim’s question.
(It’s “Carla”.)
Tim getting mad at Jon for being dyslexic STOP LOL
you couldn’t pay me £15k to be on a creepy boat for a few weeks
“PhD in Manifestations” I love the tma universe
(MAG017) ELIAS: Regardless, I would prefer that you not antagonise anyone connected to the Lukas family. They are patrons of the Institute, after all. ARCHIVIST: Fine, fine, I’ll be more lovely. Now, can I get back to work?
(Fast-forward to season 4: In A Shocking Turn Of Events, Jonathan Dumbass Sims Strongly Antagonises A Member Of The Lukas Family.)
(MAG033) ARCHIVIST: […] There’s also the fact that even a casual search of port authority records shows the Tundra is a currently active cargo ship operating for Solus Shipping PLC – a company founded and majority owned by Nathaniel Lukas. In addition to such business ventures, the Lukas family also provides funding to several academic and research organisations. Including the Magnus Institute. Much as I want to dig further into this, especially given certain parallels with case 0161301, Elias gets very twitchy when we look into anything that might conceivably have… funding repercussions.
(MAG057) ARCHIVIST: Tim was, however, able to get a list of the businesses involved in the venture. Three names stand out. Pinnacle Aerospace, majority owned by the Fairchild family; a large private investment by Nathanial Lukas; and Optics Solutions Ltd. […]. I fear, however, that’s as much digging I can do for the moment without drawing attention. So it may be wise to let the matter drop.
(MAG123) ARCHIVIST: [LONG EXHALES] Yes. Well, I’m sure there are better ways to deal with it than getting cosy with Elias’s successor. Who I’ve yet to meet, by the way. BASIRA: [CHUCKLES] Yeah, join the club. ARCHIVIST: Sorry, you haven’t– BASIRA: Nop. Never seen him. As far as I can tell, Martin’s the only one who has. ARCHIVIST: … right. A–and you’re sure he’s… real?
(MAG124) ARCHIVIST: It’s been a week […]. Still no sign of Peter Lukas of course […].
There was this string of Jon not being allowed to pry into Lukas-related cases, and he was already extremely frustrated and petty about it back in MAG033 (seriously, his tone was… gold). Even Gertrude had met him, or at least travelled on his boat with him (which doesn’t 100% guarantee that she was able to see him), according to “Michael” in MAG101.
Now, there is a Lukas In The House, and still it’s still Nop for Jon.
So to be honest, at this point, I’m half-expecting an episode to begin with Jon screaming down corridors to “sHOW YOURSELF, YOU PRICK AAAAAAAAHHHH”.