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[notascreensaver]

There's a tired looking Game sprite seated in a booth. On the table in front of her is a stack of README files and a half-finished mug of Java. She's staring blearily at a README in her hand whilst propping up her head with the other and looks to be in serious danger of dozing off.

Some conversation might help.

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[walksthebounds]

"You look like I did the other day," Jamie remarks.

[walksthebounds]

Hey, Jamie is only thirteen! Subtle innuendo is not his strong point.

. . . really blatant innuendo, of course, he falls on like a load of bricks, but.

"So what sort of things did you do?" Jamie grins. "I wonder if they're the same sorts of things I've done - unskilled labor doesn't change so much, world-to-world, I think."

[notascreensaver]

"Yeah, there was always similar things to do like, keeping an eye on the younger sprites, or delivering parcels across town; other times we got to help rebuild systems after whatever disaster has stuck."

[walksthebounds]

"Sound about the same," Jamie agrees. "Though of course I've always been a bit young for babysitting. Pet-watching, that's a different story."