[the entry starts out with him clearing his throat]
Well, that was a breath of fresh air. Well, more like cold, stale air, but... that's besides the point. I'm glad that wore off.
[a short pause]
Anyway. All child antics aside, I've been told that there was a watchmaker named... [there's the sound of flipping pages] Sylar? I don't know how much help
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Wait, do I know you?
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[give him a second as realization sets in]
Oh. You getting along okay, kid?
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Ba'ast.
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You could call me Captain... if you really want to be formal.
As for the sex with the sand, I wouldn't put it past me. Was it shaped into something desirable?
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I'd be happy to look at whatever this device is. I'm specialized in watches, but I'm fairly good at figuring out how most things work. Where can I meet you?
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Thanks... for your help. Anywhere you feel comfortable is fine. I'm still trying to figure my way around this place.
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Hmmm... I think my old watch shop is still around. Might be a little waterlogged, but my equipment should be intact.
[Draws a map]
Meet there in say an hour or so?
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