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"Wooooah, so this is The Nexus?" Wrench stands there O O as he takes in the plaza, and the place his best buddy Marcus about. While his bestest bud goes to find them a place to stay, Wrench is just going to find himself a place to have a seat. "I mean I was told about this, but I didn't believe my friend." With a laptop in his hand, he places the sticker-coated laptop on the cushion besides him.
- - "I never thought I'd ever cross into another dimension and sit on a couch before. This is on some cosmic levels of cool, and I got lots of words that I can describe how I'm feeling." Wrench reclines back in his chair with his hand going to rest on the knees of his pants. O O - ? ?
"Questions. Questions. What's the worst question anyone has ever asked you before?"
- - "I never thought I'd ever cross into another dimension and sit on a couch before. This is on some cosmic levels of cool, and I got lots of words that I can describe how I'm feeling." Wrench reclines back in his chair with his hand going to rest on the knees of his pants. O O - ? ?
"Questions. Questions. What's the worst question anyone has ever asked you before?"
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But when he hears the word 'cosmic', Micolash laughs low and breathy to himself.
"Worst...question," he eventually drawls in a meandering accent, his words drawn out as if distracted with other thoughts or simply considering this one very carefully.
"I think. That would be the question: Why?"
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"Woooah, man that helmet is the sweetest thing I've ever laid my eyes on." Wrench looks up at the stranger's headwear. And with the emoji of surprise flashing up on his mask, Wrench can't hardly believe what he's seeing. "You're gonna have to tell me where to get one like that."
- - Wrench can't help but to play along with Micolash. "But why?"
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"Why? Whyyyyy why?" Micolash repeats, drawing out the word before chuckling. "Why is a bloodless inquiry. The desiccated husk of morality, demanding answers for actions that speak for themselves. Ascendancy should be...self-explanatory!"
He also seems to ignore the question about where one can find another cage like his.
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"Why?"
He wonders how long he can keep the insanity of asking the question 'why?' And he wonders if he should eventually follow it up with the other horrible question.
"Why wonder why? But what about what?"
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"Bloodless and tailless."
He sees what you're up to, buddy.
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Yup, Wrench is so going to have a bit of fun and milk this for all it is worth.
"Who? Who? Where? When? And whhhhhhhhhhhy? The entire idea of having to ask a question is a bit annoying. What if I just want to randomly call people fat."
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Micolash trails off in that droning way his speech tends to do, soon engaging in another one of his prolonged silences. Long enough that it's sort of awkward. Long enough that, coupled with his slouch in the chair and his haphazard legs, it might even seem like he's fallen asleep or something similiar. Only thing disproving that is his tired eyes still being half-open. Even if they're kinda unfocused and staring off into the middle distance in front of him.
...Yeah. Officially awkward.
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Wrench looks completely at ease or the best at ease one can do when their mask emotes for them. He taps his fingers on the arm of the couch, his long legs spread out and he taps his foot on the floor.
More small talk. And Wrench isn't too bad at it.
"Name's Wrench."
His nickname or name sounds like it will fit in a place like this. He taps his finger on the armrest again. And he tilts his head to the side with an unchanged expression on his mask.
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The smile widens slightly upon the offered introduction. "Micolash. Headmaster of Mensis."
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He leans over to the side a little and he points to where his ears are hidden by his hoodie hood.
"Be a pal Micolash and let little ol'Wrench in on your research."
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Like the question of cage acquisition before, the request to share research is overlooked. Or ignored.
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. . his mask flashes and this place does indeed feel like a dream. "This place does feel like a dream. We don't exactly have the technology to leave our own solar system, yet alone leave our own dimension."
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"...Did you say...dimensions?"
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Wrench goes to fish out the pamphlet on the place from his pocket, and on bringing the crinkled piece of paper out he shows it off to Micolash.
"Are you a frequent dimension hopper?"
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"Only the once. After the ritual. Returning back was not...ideal. Which is why I find it so queer to be in another realm altogether."
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Wrench looks at the crumpled up piece of paper that gave him a gist of the place he'll be calling home for a while. He then proceeds to fold it, and place it inside of his vest pocket.
"But I'm looking forward to doing some dimension hoping. Maybe I'll end up in one that will put me in a spaceship. Or maybe I'll find myself looking at a gorgeous princess who needs a knight to rescue them from a giant dragon."
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Wrench describing his ideal discoveries in the Nexus prompts a thin giggle from Micolash. "Endearingly....childish," he concludes. "Heed that the mind of a child is hardly a bad thing. They perceive without bias, without expectation. Boundless, really, in a way that is impossible to recapture."
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Despite that, she's still willing to answer a stranger's question. The mask takes her by surprise, but only for a moment. "Oh... um, probably anyone on my ship asking me where I've been. I haven't told them about this place..." She's a little envious that this newcomer has a friend willing to share the details. She wishes that she could bring one of her friends here. "I like your mask, the, um... the eye thing that it does."
She hopes that it's a mask. She didn't just make a horrible faux pas, did she?
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"Aaaah. I smell coffee. Must consume coffee." ` ` and with a turn of his head he spots the trio of Pokemon ! ! "Sweet Jesus! Marcus didn't tell me this place has gigantic animals! Just, just, keep them away from me!" For someone who looks like he gives zero fucks, Wrench finds himself leaping from his seat to take cover behind his couch. "What did you feed those beasts?! Babies?!"
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Adia sets down her cup, but before she can say anything, the growlithe decides that this must be some sort of game -- like hide and seek but with more flailing -- and trots towards the couch Wrench is now cowering behind. "Sarah, hold on a second!" Adia hurries over, intercepting the pokemon. "Hey, it's okay... um, sir? They're completely harmless. Well, except for Bucky, but... um, it's okay, I'll keep them away. Can I get you a cup of coffee? It's free."
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And he points a finger over to the shieldon. "And this one is plotting for total world domination as we speak. And the others might eat you in your sleep if you're not careful."
He sounds completely serious, yup, he's serious and perhaps it wasn't a good idea for Marcus to tell Wrench about this place. "As for your offer of coffee, I will accept if those dastardly animals find somewhere else to go. I for one will not end up as a meal for the animal take over."
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It takes Adia a moment to understand what Wrench is ranting about, and even then it doesn't make much sense. Dolphins? World domination? "I'll keep them by the coffee machine," she promises. "C'mere, Sarah... that's a good girl. You sit over her by Bucky and Ethel, okay?"
She presses button on the coffee machine for another cup, a small frown on her face. She's not thrilled about how this man is talking about Steve's pokemon, but he's scared and new to the Nexus, so she'll let it slide for now. "How do you talk your coffee? And... Marcus? That's your friend's name?" Wait, didn't she meet a Marcus recently? "Is he the one who came here with his drone the other day?"
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"Oooh, thank you." He makes a gimmie motion with his hands. "Lots of sugar. I mean lots of sugar. So much sugar that you won't even tell that you're drinking coffee." Maybe this has something to do with his jumpiness. Or maybe not. "Yup, Marcus is my partner in crime. And he's the man with the mad drone skills, though; he's not the only one who is one with the drones."
"I'd show you, but Marcus has my shit with him. And I'm damn good with building things. And if we can get a 3d printer, I'll show you some of the marvelous things I've built!"
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She adds plenty of sugar to his cup, stopping just short of turning the liquid sludgy. To her own cup she adds a splash of cream. Then she walks over and hands him the coffee. "Here you go... I met Marcus the other day in the park, he's very nice." What an odd pair they make, she thinks as she sits down on the other end of the couch. Marcus loved playing with Steve's pokémon... you'd think he'd at least warn his friend that there was animals int he Nexus, considering his phobia...
At least Wrench seems a lot friendlier now that he isn't ranting about dolphin mind control or whatever. "Oh, a 3D printer... the engineering department had one of those, it was quite a marvel. I would have liked one for our lab, but we couldn't justify the expense."
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<3 <3 his mask lights up with glee as he takes hold of the cup, and he lifts the bottom of his mask up just a smidgen so he can take a sip of his coffee. "Just how I likes it. And don't worry, I'll pay you back. That's if you don't mind having Earth money." He slips his mask back down to cover his mouth again.
"Yeah, he's my partner in crime, like serious crime. To think of all the mischief we get into together." He puts his coffee off to the side, and he clasps his hands together. "And he's such a dream boat too!" And boy is Marcus going to get it when it comes to not warning him about the dangerous animals that live here. But that is then and this is the now.
"Well when we get a new hacker space setup here, I'll be glad to let you play with my 3d printer. And I'll even show you the dildo gun of death!"
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Adia returns her attention to Wrench. She's relieved to see that it is indeed a mask he's wearing. One can never be entirely sure in the Nexus. "He told me a little bit about what he does... so you're trying to expose corruption, too?" She raises her eyebrows a little at the dreamboat comment and takes a sip of her coffee.
And nearly spits it out at his offer. "Um..." She clears her throat. "Thanks. I'll pass on the... on the gun." She shifts awkwardly in her seat. "Marcus told me he's going to make part of the space an arcade. I think that'll be a nice addition to the Nexus."
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"So delish. And you don't want to see high explosive dildos? Girl you don't know what you're missing! And the looks on people's faces when they come popping out of an equally phallic looking gun is going to be priceless! And I'll have to break it out once I'm done with the finishing touches, and a few shits and giggles." ~ ~ Wrench sounds completely tickled by having a chance to show off the new weapon, and he hasn't exactly given much thought on if it will work in this place or not. "... Maybe I'll just turn it into a fireworks gun. Because you know the field of anti violence."
Nodding, Wrench knows all about the plans to build an arcade as their hacker space. "I was hoping for an actual cave, but Marcus insisted on something with a lot less dank. But for an inter-dimensional bridge between worlds, I wonder if we can get some top of the line stuff. Like a holo-deck."
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Watching him drink his coffee, she realizes she never answered him about the cost. It's tempting to give him some arbitrary price. Some money would be nice... but no, that would dishonest. She feels bad for even thinking of it. "That coffee machine is free, by the way. It makes tea and hot chocolate, too."
At least the subject has shifted to something more pleasant. Adia takes a sip of her own coffee before responding. "I don't think I've ever seen a holo-deck here, but there is a lot of holographic merchandise in the shopping district."
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He eyes the coffee machine and he oooos. "I'm not really into tea. But I'll never turn down a cup of hot chocolate with a shitload of marshmallows, or a cup of coffee flavored sugar."
... O O Wrench is almost dancing in his seat at the mention of holographic merchandise. "This place is the most awesome place I've ever visited. Then again I don't leave San Fran much, and if I do it is for another place with lots of concrete."
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It's not like Marcus probably can't take care of himself, especially since he's probably used to his friend's antics by now, but Adia is not going to keep quiet about gun safety. Not after what's lived through.
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Not that Wrench would actually shoot Marcus with anything lethal. They're partners in making crime, and Wrench would be devastated if his buddy got hurt.
"Or does this field of no violence have a sick sense of humor and a mind of its own?"
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Perhaps sensing her displeasure, Bucky resumes his creepy bird stare, fluttering to land on a closer vending machine and glaring down at the weird man in the mask. Are you hassling her friend, bro?
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There's a list of awful questions to be asked, and that's right up there with the worst of them. Especially when it's asked after ingesting the suspect item. The Canadian shrugs and takes a seat on a nearby bench.
"Whats with the face thing?"
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Now Wrench has to ask, and the question marks on his mask flash to change the emote ^ ^. "The mask is a part of me, bro. It is literally glued to my horribly disfigured face."
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The aftermath was not pretty for anyone involved. Josh would prefer to leave it at that. One of the dangers of having a large group of friends who all enjoy drinking a bit more than they should and who are city kids with no idea how to handle themselves out in the wilderness.
"Don't eat random plants you find no matter how good they look. It was a drunk decision at least."
The comment about his face has Josh frowning thoughtfully, unsure what the appropriate response is to such a revelation.
"At least it's expressive? It looks well made."
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Wrench tends to keep to the safety of a city if he can help it. Cities are safe places in his book, and they aren't filled with creepy hillbillies who might stick guys like him in a stew pot.
"Don't worry; this guy ain't leaving San Francisco or the plaza if he can help it. I'm not exactly a fan of the wilderness, and would prefer that the only threat to my existence is a mugger.
And thanks, I thought I did a good job on it myself. The best part of it is freaking people out. Fuck even chicks dig The Wrench Mask."
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Josh tries not to make a big deal about the guy and his mask. Everyone's got their own baggage and disfigurement is a hefty one to bear.
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His mask lights up with excitement, and he rubs his hands together with glee.
"What type of work did your dad do? Was he a big studio executive? And if so, I wonder if he will look at my script for an awesome space buddy cop movie."
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Josh rubs at the back of his neck but doesn't dwell too long on the impromptu geography lesson. It's all South compared to Canada, anyway.
"He did, yeah. Semi-retired now. Still works on a few projects for folks he knows. But he's in set design and special effect, not executive stuff. Mostly did horror movies. You should see the props he keeps laying around in his workshop."