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[not_macgyver]

Even though Mac has cleared out one of the houses in the little town and claimed it as his, he still finds himself spending a majority of his time here at the Cooper farm

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[sworntoalostgod]

A middle-aged man in a grey suit walks by, a large copy of the Bible in hand. Other than being older than most of the population of the farm, Oliver's main interesting physical trait is the tattoo of white flame on his forehead.

Mac gets a double-take, as Oliver realizes he hasn't seen this young man before.

"Good day, sir," he greets, his accent upperclass British. "I don't believe we've met. Oliver Wycliffe."

[not_macgyver]

"G'day." That'd be middleclass Aussie. "Call me Mac. Everybody does."

[sworntoalostgod]

"Hello, Mac. Might I ask where you're from?"

Australia isn't called Australia in Oliver's world, but he knows the accent and it's got him curious.

[not_macgyver]

"Sydney, born and raised. Never even left the island until I got swept up here."

[selflesslight]

Oh hey, engineering textbook.

There is, um, a glowing white tentacle reading over his shoulder.

[not_macgyver]

Strangely enough, that's actually a bit comforting to see. Reminds him of a friend.

"This book has a strange way of doing voltage calculation," he says without looking up. "Comes out the same, but it's just a little odd."

[selflesslight]

The tentacle can't answer! It doesn't have lungs.

Val emerges from around the corner of the bunker, following the tentacle.

"Yeah? Odd like how?"

[not_macgyver]

Mac does look up now, toward the source of the voice, and gives Val a smile of greeting.

"Well, instead of dividing the total voltage by the total resistance, this book says to do them one at a time and then add the results at the end. Seems like a lot more work because you have to deal with all those fractions. So instead of 20-over-10, you get nine-fifths plus three-halves plus eight-thirds."