[voice | private to Breakdown | also backdated]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Hey, Breakdown.

[Sam's tone is one he's heard before---the once before, when Knock Out arrived and no-one yet knew whether he was real or another imposter; serious and slightly apologetic.]

I'm sorry to be sort of springing this on you, but I have something important to ask.

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[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Because someone like you, messin’ with a bot who makes trophies of people, is crazy........and brave.

[He smirks. Take it as a compliment, Sam, he’s impressed.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[She takes a moment to just... process everything this implies.]

Trophies. That's fucked up. But it ultimately does not change a damn thing; I'm already in. And I have an advantage.

Knowing really is half the battle, if adepts are involved---knowing what's happening, how, and cause of who. That last item could be a cause of concern with Dirge runnin' his mouth and the way word gets around, but one; spoiling is subtle. Two; anything which was clearly my witching would be end-game sorta stuff. Three; what I'd need to do, I'd do at a safe distance. And I am taking some exception to this... chick. So, y'know, I think I'm really rather reasonable but'll still say thanks.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Yeah? What would you need to do for your witching?

[10_20_15_5_50]

A good look at her. Given the drones? Not difficult.

Souring her luck would be a bit more complicated because there are actual things involved, but the only potentially troublesome one would be her footprint. I'd need to know the length.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[Blink] ......Her footprint? What would you do with her footprint?

[10_20_15_5_50]

Measure out the length with a piece of string, then burn the string to bring the bad luck. Simplest way to spoil someone.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

........how the scrap is that supposed to "spoil someone"?

[10_20_15_5_50]

It's some sort of sympathetic magic, but I'll be the first to admit it's a far cry from mine. Mine, I know exactly what to expect... with, well, one exception.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

.....It just sounds ridiculous.

[10_20_15_5_50]

I know.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Uh-huh...

[He's having a hard time buying this, okay?]

[10_20_15_5_50]

It sounds ridiculous, but there's something to it.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Uh-huh...

If I didn't know better, I'd say you were delusional. But I do know better, and I think you're messing with me.

[10_20_15_5_50]

I'm not messing with you! This is a serious conversation! And to be honest with you, I turn to the blinding and spoiling because I don't know what else I could do. No idea what would happen if I tried to put a hurt on someone who didn't have blood to bleed, since blood is what it's about.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

"The hurt"? [what?]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Basically throw damaging magic at someone. I always thought of it as putting a hurt on a target, but I've heard that kind of attack called a blast or blast spell. Mine opens so many tiny holes in someone's skin the hit area's almost made a mesh---it hurts like a bitch and bleeds like you would not believe. But, that's organics only.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Huh...wonder what that sort of thing would do to a bot...

[10_20_15_5_50]

I've been wondering myself, but can't turn on the most tempting target without breaking the weird kinda-sorta-truce. Unfortunately. While he would have no way of knowing it was me, it could come back to bite me in the ass eventually.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

Yeah, you stay clear of Dirge.

.....You could try it on me. You said it didn't actually do much damage to organics, so it shouldn't to me. And then you'd know for sure, yeah?

[10_20_15_5_50]

...I could, but are you sure? I mean, it is more the shock and the pain and the scare of 'all this blood?!' more than the actual damage---one blast doesn't really slow someone down unless it's to the face---but I've never thrown one at someone I actually like before.

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He shrugs.] I don't bleed, as you pointed out, and I doubt you could do me more damage than I've taken in battle before. So yeah...why not? Then you'd know.

[10_20_15_5_50]

Okay. Thanks---thanks a lot.

[She smiles, and it's audible. It may not seem like a big thing to Breakdown, but it's nice of him to offer as he has.]

Guess I'll be on my way over to your place, if that sounds good to you?

[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[He nods] Yeah. Sounds good to me. See you soon then.

[voice to action]

[10_20_15_5_50]

Seeya.

[Bwip.]

[It's soon-ish that Sam arrives at the apartment, announced by a now-familiar knock (low) on the door.]

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[a_little_red_in_the_face]

[After a moment she’ll hear heavy footsteps and Breakdown steps over and opens the big door.] Sam.