Fourth Casefile: Damage Control. [Voice/Written/Action]

[quicktoanger]

[Voice]

I paused, staring at the journal, not sure what to say for a moment.

What the hell do you say?

"Right. Sorry ab-"

Let's try this again without the accent, Harry.

"Right. Sorry about last week. If I was... off, or confused anybody, or offended anyone, or whatever."

I paused again.

"I lost the jacket, Richard, but did you at least get to keep the rifle?"

I sat for a moment longer, then chuckled.

"Least the hand didn't stay shot. Alright, I think that's it."

I shut off the feed and set to work on a filter. I suck at those, for the record, but this kind of needed to be said and was private, so...

Hell's bells, those things are more trouble than they're worth.

[Written- Locked to Molly Carpenter, filter at 2% 5% 6% 9% 9% 13 16% 20%]

Kid. Molly. I'm sorry about last week. Really, really sorry.
I never meant to
It was like I
Forget it. Look. Let me make it up to you somehow?

[Action]

That done, I tucked my journal in my pocket and went into town. I felt a pressing need to talk to people, which, let me tell you, never happens to me. Ever. Plus, there were a couple awkward conversations I wanted to have.

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[Action] I WALK THESE STREETS

[quicktoanger]

I was lost in thoughts, wandering the little streets in the village, but the voice snapped me out of my reverie.

"Oh, hey. How's it going?"

[Action] I RUN THIS CITY! AND I GOT A GANG, TA DO IT WIT MEH

[thefinaljedi]

Well enough, Harry. How about you?

[Action] We built this city on rock and roll?

[quicktoanger]

"Not bad, I guess. Dealing with the shift last week. My first proper shift, apparently."

I was making friendly conversation with Luke Skywalker.

This was never gonna stop being awesome.

[Action]

[thefinaljedi]

Oh? What happened to you?

[Luke quirks his head to one side and smiles, curious]

[Action]

[quicktoanger]

"Do you know Richard Sharpe? Little taller than you, kinda scruffy looking, longish blonde hair? Really old-fashioned?"

Hmm. What the hell would he know about old-fashioned? He had no frame of reference for Earth history in the first place.

"Well. I wound up believing I served under him in the military, back in his home. It was... odd."

[Action]

[thefinaljedi]

I don't know Sharpe, unfortunately. What sort of military did you serve in? Is he a soldier himself?

Re: [Action]

[quicktoanger]

"Infantry, I guess? The army? And yeah, he's a soldier. Damn good one, if memory serves. We were... part of a rifle regiment."

I chuckled.

"Which I'm sure would seem ridiculously primitive to you."

[Action]

[thefinaljedi]

Maybe. I assume you used projectile weapons, on some variant of Earth?

[Shrug]

I dunno, there is something to be said for military operations without high technology.