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[roughsjustice]

[ Klavier is seated somewhere convenient in the mess hall. He has a cup of coffee next to him, and apple pie!! In front of him is a sign that says:

TALK TO ME IN THE NAME OF FORENSIC SKYENCE!!!
Go talk to him! ]

((Gonna stop tagging for now! Will tag both old and new when I get enough rest!))

Comments

[toughcloaca]

Skyence? Am only familiar with "science." And one Miss Skye, but probably unrelated.

[roughsjustice]

Ah! You hit the jackpot!

[toughcloaca]

Friend of hers? Mordin Solus. Doctor, scientist, obviously alien. Same crew as Garrus Vakarian. Probably met him, tends to hang around Miss Skye.

[roughsjustice]

Ja, indeed.

Klavier Gavin. Prosecutor, rock star, obviously human.

[butterflybuldge]

[ stabs his pie with a fork ]

[roughsjustice]

[ hey what!! my pie!! ]

Hello.

[butterflybuldge]

[ you mean this pie in my mouth ]

Your hair must take a while to do. Looks like a drill.

[roughsjustice]

It styles itself.

[theskyenceguy]

...What kind of sign is that!

[nocturnemission]

Looks custom made, to me.

[theskyenceguy]

That's not what I meant.

[nocturnemission]

Oh... Well, it's probably at least not a bad enough pun to endanger the world, right?

[nocturnemission]

Pfft! I'm still not supposed to talk to you, but... What can I say, I'm a rebel.

[roughsjustice]

You don't really have to follow each word the Fräulein Detective says, ja? She's not your mother.

[nocturnemission]

Haha, nope! I sometimes listen to her as a favor between buddies, though.

[roughsjustice]

Then that makes you a good friend.

[reach_within]

Okay, I'm pretty sure that doesn't actually count as a word.

[roughsjustice]

It's a clever pun.

[reach_within]

Also pretty sure it's only clever when you don't gotta explain it.

[roughsjustice]

Well, if it brings me the desired crowd I need, it works.