[26] - [Voice]

[failedcreator]

I do not desire another warden. Do not send one to me, Admiral. I have no need for such a keeper. I wash my hands of this business. [Said with a great deal of conviction, like it's really going to happen

Comments

[so_meretricious]

I have a broken gramophone you are welcome to, though I cannot part with the one in working order unless I had something to replace it with. {He will die without his few wax classical 78s, you see.}

[failedcreator]

I would take the broken one, if you please. I would not deprive you of the working machine and the function it provides.

[so_meretricious]

You are welcome to come by to collect it at your leisure, I am in room 5-19. If you have a small wood box or something similar, I do have the two pieces that broke from it. {The less said on how, the better. But on the plus side, great excuse to buy the new one-it can even play as slow as 60 rpm!} They are quite delicate, and I do not suggest putting them in a bag of cloth. Ah, and there is still acid in the battery case; I do suggest care when opening its compartment.

Assume Victor picking it up? c:

[failedcreator]

I will note all that you say. I am quite sure that this acid will not hurt as much as the impact of electricity upon the body, something that I have also experienced.

Assume we shall!

[so_meretricious]

If you allow it to burn you straight through I imagine it will give the electricity a fair contest.

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[failedcreator]

Perhaps this is so. In any case, the damage to one's hands a body would be most unpleasant.

Enjoy your broken gramophone, Victor.

[so_meretricious]

It indeed would. I shall ready it, and you may come by when you please.

He will love it. And pull it into tiny peices. :c

[failedcreator]

I thank you, sir. I will treat it well.