voice;

[paterelohim]

[Man, Chuck picked the wrong fricking day to quit sniffing glue.]

Pop quiz, everyone: raise your hand if Siren’s Port somehow manages to be more apeshit crazy than the world you come from. Bonus if the answer involves lasers.

[Private to Michael Magneto]Okay, seriously. What the fucking hell was that? I mean, I just assume you felt that and no

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voice;

[kingofrooks]

Should I still come when your chip calls?

voice;

[paterelohim]

I- I don't know. I'm getting out of the wheelchair eventually. Maybe there's something Michael can do to interact with your chip? So when I'm in the wheelchair and that stuff is working, it doesn't activate the chip?

[This stuff is all sci-fi to him. He might as well be talking about ghosts.]

voice;

[kingofrooks]

Ask him.

voice;

[paterelohim]

Yeah. I'll do that.

[Burying his head in his hands, and his voice takes on that kind of tone.]

Thanks. Again.

voice;

[kingofrooks]

I'll take the fact that the lasers didn't take off my legs as better thanks.

voice;

[paterelohim]

Okay, fair point. You've just saved my life about three times by now. Don't you get a free coupon to Bennigan's on the third time or something?

voice;

[kingofrooks]

I prefer a free pass to not having to do that again.

voice;

[paterelohim]

Well- uh, yeah. Good point. And, hence the... talking to Michael.

[Wryly:] They're telling me I should be grateful that the lasers have a low setting.

voice;

[kingofrooks]

Did they forget about telling you the part about the setting existing and how to use it?

voice;

[paterelohim]

They forgot to tell me about the lasers to begin with.

voice;

[kingofrooks]

That's actually my point.

voice;

[paterelohim]

This is some pretty surreal shit.

Thank you for actually asking before you microchipped me, by the way.

Wow. That's a sentence you don't ever expect to say.

voice;

[kingofrooks]

I don't actually have the power to do surgery on you while you sleep.

voice;

[paterelohim]

...Would you if you did?

voice;

[kingofrooks]

Depends.

voice;

[paterelohim]

Wow. You really know how to make a guy feel better about being one of the little people.