Ninth Hand

[fortuna_eterna]

Ah... you must forgive me, City. This technology is so beyond my time that I cannot help but feel a certain unease to use it, still. Perhaps I am already too set in my ways, or perhaps I simply do not approve of being bested by a machine. The judgment falls to you

Comments

[98over40]

......well. That sounds pretty good.

[fortuna_eterna]

I should hope a man such as yourself could find a need for such a place.

[98over40]

Well, simple is usually best.

Maybe after work... if things aren't too busy again today.

[fortuna_eterna]

Oh? Might I inquire as to the nature of your work.

[98over40]

Ah... I'm with the police.

[fortuna_eterna]

How prestigious.

Might I offer a drink on the house? I imagine such a job in a place like this is far from easy.

[98over40]

I don't know if that's the right word for it...

...but if you're offering, I might. It's definitely different, here.

[fortuna_eterna]

The offer will stand.

I imagine. The police of my world merely had to deal with humans.