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abraxaslogs2024-09-30 06:03 am
restingstitchface) wrote in abraxaslogs2024-09-30 06:03 am
I shouldn't be so curious
Who: Garrus and Crane
When: October
Where: Libertas
What: Two truths and a lie
Warnings: None
[Libertas is but one portal away. Months ago, Crane had left Cadens behind, welcoming the solitude, the privacy and honestly the secrecy. His work had caught the eye of a wealthy benefactor, possessed of more money than sense, who had bankrolled a residence from which he could run his practice. Now money is less of an issue and his mind is free to theorise.
But what is there to wonder about Garrus? He is polite when the man arrives at his door, civil but not warm. Come inside. Take a seat. Have a drink. His mind swats away the idea to set another man on fire and guides him to his desk. He stands in front and waits for his guest to choose a chair: one of several arranged in a circle.]
Well, let's get started, shall we?
[Behind him, a bookcase filled ceiling to floor. Upon the desk are notes, papers, journals all arranged in orderly piles. His office is a comfortable but sterile space. Everything is related to his work. Nothing is related to his personality. There are no photographs, no personal touches. Nothing a detective can read from.]
When: October
Where: Libertas
What: Two truths and a lie
Warnings: None
[Libertas is but one portal away. Months ago, Crane had left Cadens behind, welcoming the solitude, the privacy and honestly the secrecy. His work had caught the eye of a wealthy benefactor, possessed of more money than sense, who had bankrolled a residence from which he could run his practice. Now money is less of an issue and his mind is free to theorise.
But what is there to wonder about Garrus? He is polite when the man arrives at his door, civil but not warm. Come inside. Take a seat. Have a drink. His mind swats away the idea to set another man on fire and guides him to his desk. He stands in front and waits for his guest to choose a chair: one of several arranged in a circle.]
Well, let's get started, shall we?
[Behind him, a bookcase filled ceiling to floor. Upon the desk are notes, papers, journals all arranged in orderly piles. His office is a comfortable but sterile space. Everything is related to his work. Nothing is related to his personality. There are no photographs, no personal touches. Nothing a detective can read from.]
no subject
[He's not upset at this loss of the game. It's fine, this is all just friendly, after all.]
But maybe I should have expected that, going up against a doctor like you.
[His posture is casual too, unbothered. Stretching out his legs a little more to accommodate himself in the chair. If Crane moves, he'll pull them back. This is just more comfortable.]
In my defense, though, the AI did not out calibrate me.
no subject
At this point, that hardly surprirses me. I know you are good at your career, especially given how advanced computers must be in your day and age. At least compared to how they stalled on me back in the day.
[Even computers hate me, smh.]
I am SO SORRY I thought I replied already!
[A computer not functioning when it's not Vega kicking it? Sounds fake, buddy.]
But if you're ever interested, I've got more than a couple in my ah - the Domain. One of the few things I can get right in that Horizon.
[Imaginative places hate him. Does that make them reasonably even?]
No problem!
[Really, he would rather endure one invite over a dozen. Office parties are the bane of his existence, tolerated only for the social order.]
I'll look inside my calendar and see when I can surprise you. Maybe I'll drop in.
[When you're not there.]
no subject
[Because of course it is. Like he'd have tried to connect to anyone else from home, too. It just makes sense to him.]
Just be sure to knock. I might be busy calibrating something - you never know.
[Garrus please get other hobbies. Please.]