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[nicetouch]

[ here we have a sulking doctor. ]

By being trapped in camp, are you separated from someone important to you?

(ooc: I am out! thanks for playing ♥)

Comments

[solipsismmortal]

[watching you]

[solipsismmortal]

I'm jus' sayin' as a matter of fact. Ain't nothin' personal, it's just how you information brokers work.

[informadick]

I can't deny that. We have to make ends meet somehow.

[solipsismmortal]

What kinda payment does a guy like you receive in a place like this?

[informadick]

Information's the preference. Or favors. I do like being owed favors.

[solipsismmortal]

[myfaceisveryclose]

So yer jus' collectin' it fer sport? Ya enjoy this kinda thing? The games ya play with peoples' lives?

[informadick]

[I think I can deal]

Oh no, that's not it at all. I think playing with people's lives... Isn't that your area of expertise? Rail Tracer-san.

[solipsismmortal]

No need fer the formalities. And I never said I didn't-- I just tend ta think I'm much more straightforward.

[informadick]

How am I not? [laughs] I do exactly what I say I do. I'm an information broker because that's the job I fell into doing what I like ♥! Humans are just so interesting~.

[solipsismmortal]

That I'll agree on. But ya use people-- an' I don't approve of manipulatin' folks like you in my world.

[informadick]

But we're not in your world, are we.

[solipsismmortal]

'Course we are! We never left it!

[informadick]

...I see.

[solipsismmortal]

I don't think ya do, really. So let me show it to ya-- the world as it is ta me.

[informadick]

No, no. Let me guess. The world exists for you, so once you cease to exist, so does the world.

[solipsismmortal]

[clapclapclap]

Very good guess! You done yer homework.