5th Fix

[techno_mancer]

[The phone picks up, but there's a few moments of shuffling and the moving of things as Quinn drags the phone to the garage. Sadly no one has told him he can filter his calls.]Hey guys! It's come to my attention that some folks 'round here like usin' swords. While I ain't the fightin' type, I can tell why ya'd want somethin' like that around, '

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[courting_glory]

[Swords you say? This is relevant to his interests.]

Are you free now, by any chance? I would very much like to speak with you on the matter of forging weapons.

[techno_mancer]

Sure thing! I'll be in my garage, feel free to stop by.

[courting_glory]

Thank you. I'll be around shortly.

[About 15 minutes later, Fritz will be curiously approaching the garage, and looking at the laptop with interest.]

[techno_mancer]

[The laptop is currently playing some awesome dancy rock tunes. There's an enormously tall blonde guy working in the garage and humming along. He waves when he sees you.]

Hey there! You the guy I talked to? Never got your name. I'm Quinn, nice to meet ya! [Handshake?]

[courting_glory]

It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Frederick II, King in Prussia.

[Well he was going to ask about weapons and such but future music is more interesting.]

May I ask what that device is called?

[points at magical music machine laptop.]

[techno_mancer]

[Blinkblink.]

You're... wait, seriously?

[Holy cow Mayfield, why is everyone that lives here so awesome. He almost thinks you're joking here.]

Ah, that? 'S my laptop. My music one. Ya like?