[ AND.. in thirty minutes Severus is in the gardens, sitting on a bench (or like, a convenient tree byproduct, whatever, space garden), appearing to be engrossed by his communication device. How will this guy know exactly where? How will he know who Severus is, when he's never shown his face on the network and there's not a huge pile of scrap metal next to him? He has no idea. Maybe a roomba will show up. ]
Severus picks the card up to read it, eyebrows raised. He sets it down beside him and conjures the scrap metal from where he'd set it up in the ruins of the genetics lab-- about a meter square worth of junk, mostly steel countertops slightly warped from a year-old fire, but other odds and ends squashed in there as well. It's actually quite a lot! Because technically Severus bet for Nuala as well and.. he has no idea how this works.
(... It is slightly malformed on one corner from the move, courtesy of the ship, but no one but him will ever know what it looked like prior so WHATEVES.)
He looks at it and looks at the roomba. Considers asking it aloud if it can even move that much. Sighs. ]
.. There you are. [ He makes an awkward shooing motion. Go, then, tiny robot, do stuff. ]
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I suppose I owe you some scrap metal.
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come alone
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[ AND.. in thirty minutes Severus is in the gardens, sitting on a bench (or like, a convenient tree byproduct, whatever, space garden), appearing to be engrossed by his communication device. How will this guy know exactly where? How will he know who Severus is, when he's never shown his face on the network and there's not a huge pile of scrap metal next to him? He has no idea. Maybe a roomba will show up. ]
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Leave the scrap metal to us, loser :)
Better luck next time!
[don't say that han isn't a mature man..
because he is not.]
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Severus picks the card up to read it, eyebrows raised. He sets it down beside him and conjures the scrap metal from where he'd set it up in the ruins of the genetics lab-- about a meter square worth of junk, mostly steel countertops slightly warped from a year-old fire, but other odds and ends squashed in there as well. It's actually quite a lot! Because technically Severus bet for Nuala as well and.. he has no idea how this works.
(... It is slightly malformed on one corner from the move, courtesy of the ship, but no one but him will ever know what it looked like prior so WHATEVES.)
He looks at it and looks at the roomba. Considers asking it aloud if it can even move that much. Sighs. ]
.. There you are. [ He makes an awkward shooing motion. Go, then, tiny robot, do stuff. ]
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don't be surprised if he gets contacted sometime after the next jump for a special, special surprise!!
hint: it's more gambling. ]