"A lot of people want me dead, I'm just surprised that you were the only one in the Order who hasn't shot me or attempted to take me in. So i guess, you know, chatting keeps me company. I got 'Zeal', we take care of each other, but like you said, things grow old, and we want someone else to talk to. Koch has his head driven into work, Lisa thinks i'm some sort of Sex addict... The new Agents... Ehhh~ Not trusting to talk to them about what i do. Screw that, why would i want to talk about what i did before the Buro, that get me thrown in Jail, or worse, dis-assembly and testing." He brings up a holographic interface in front of him, they seem to be projected from his eyes, they show multiple profiles of people with familiar faces. "Joshua Hunt... Dead, gone in Kansas, he was a talker, but he just rambled on about what he wanted and we never exactly got much in return. Butch flowers, you want to hear him talk? you'll barely survive his redecorating plans of the bathrooms. Sting-Ray, funny AI, just wanted to find Hunt, and his personality is just a lot like him..." The interface suddenly turns off. "I guess, again.. i was around for the company and our similar activities and interests." Takes another bite of his moose.
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