[The audio feed is mostly clear, though anyone listening closely would likely hear the faint sound of traffic- Tonegawa’s probably in his office.]
Are you gambling men, Siren’s Port? Poker, dice, roulette… or even the stocks, if you want to stretch it. There’s very little one can do that doesn’t invoke the basic equation of risk and profit, yes,
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I don't suppose you could teach me?
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I've not done much of anything, really. This is only my second time in a body, after all.
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You're excused.
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I did, yes. Was I unclear?
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Because I'm a ship.
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[He needs a drink. Right now.]
And you aren't just being overly self-deprecating or metaphorical?
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[that seems to be the most common reaction]
Of course not. Why should I?
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[He sighs deeply, as though the world is about the fall apart at his feet, and then immediately lights up another cigarette before dryly stating:]
You're the first vehicle that's ever spoken back to me.
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Oh? Do you talk to them often, then? What sorts? There aren't any like me anymore, but I'd be terribly interested to know if there are any I should seek out.
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[... the sooner they get off of that subject the better. He coughs a tad awkwardly] 'Any like you'?
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That's not true. It might have just as sour a personality.
[lucky for him, she's easily distracted] Time Travel Capsule. [she gets a little sad, but shrugs it off] My brothers and sisters are all dead.
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Ever professional, he aims for the practical response-] I'm sorry for your loss. I- [- and falls straight back into 'what' territory] - time travel? [Of course. It would be time travel, wouldn't it?]
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