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[definingfuture]

Tony's Mailbox.

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[definingfuture]

Ugh, come on. It was in desperate need of an upgrade. I'm surprised it wasn't grinding and sputtering.

I have no intention of putting any kind of explosive in your arm.

[ He politely fails to mention any other possibility. ]

[freightcars]

It may have done a little grinding and sputtering, but it fixed itself most of the time

Thinking about changing my mind and just replacing it with one of those wooden backscratchers now, seems like the safer bet

[definingfuture]

It fixed itself. Really.

Do people on your world not know how machines work or is there magic involved...? I hate to say this, but I hope there is magic involved, because otherwise your tech was in worse shape than I thought.

And don't you dare. You have an opportunity here.

[freightcars]

when it stops grinding and sputtering on it's own, it counts

[ right??
he's never owned a car, go easy on him ]

let me know when you wanna get a look at the pile of scrap attached to my shoulder in person.

[definingfuture]

You know, I hate to say it, but this was probably better for you in the long run.

And I'm only going to do this if you promise to actually take care of it.

I'm basically free all the time now. More than I want to be.

[freightcars]

You wanna run me through what you mean by taking care of a metal arm? Do I need to floss it or something?

Tomorrow afternoon?

[definingfuture]

I'll show you what I mean. You would think someone with military training would know the value of caring for equipment at least, but I'll forgive you this time.

That's fine.

[freightcars]

I volunteered for the gun.
The arm, not so much.

See you then.