Den of the damned

[Tomtomrawr]

'Walter, would you be so kind as to shoo that obnoxious woman?' The shooting match had aggrivated Axel to a degree which he decided not to tolerate. Walter was staring at the mechanical strobe eye that X was using to observe him, but he quickly turned to Axel and shot him one of his cheery grins.

'Sure thing Fischy!' He moved out of his seat and skipped over to the standing bar. He removed the balloon controlling device from his pocket and activated the high-frequency screech again. The Automated Ear Protection Modules expanded around the ears of Axel and Walter. The woman, who had just said hello to an empty chair, was now taken aback by the sudden assault against her ear drums.

Walter kept the screech on until he was right up to the woman, then shut it off. He removed the arm of a Colonial officer from his jacket and adjusted the index finger into a pointing position, then lifted the arm to point at the woman.

'It's rude to interupt! We are trying to have a conversation over there, and yourself barging in here with people shooting at you is rather rude.' His face suddenly lit up with a smile that would make a child cry. 'And as a fun enthusiast, I am against that.' The woman, still recovering from the ear drum assault, left the bar in a hurry. 'You can come back once we're done!' Walter called out after her.

He turned and grinned back at Axel and took his seat once again, pushing the arm of the poor Colonial back into his jacket.

'Danke Walter,' Axel said to Walter, who replied with a beaming smile. 'X, any tools that you are willing to offer are most acceptable. There is one more thing that I may be able to offer in return for this assistance: my scientific assistance in one of your projects, whatever it may be. I was one of, if not the one, best scientific mind that Rheinland could offer. And that was before the Hamburg Gas Attack. Now I am the best from Rheinland. Perhaps even from the Sirius Sector.

'I'm sure that you have many projects to keep a fresh supply of food available. I'm sure I can offer my assistance on one or two of them if you help repair the Passau to a modern capability status. From what I understand the damage is mainly to the hull structure, which took damage from two Imperial cruisers. I'm sure some advanced nanites could patch it up until more thorough repairs can be given closer to the resources required.' He turned to stare at the three fresh bodies strewn across the bar for a few seconds, before turning back to X.

'I'm sure you can build whatever device that is required to find the Passau, as I may not have the ... expertise to construct such a device that you must have such a wide range of knowledge on. Eighteen years in a mental instititute can do that to someone.'

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[17:45:39] Wolfs Ghost (Murphy): Tom, you have problems. Go kill yourself.
[19:25:12] Johnny (Jam): Tomtom, I will beat you with a spoon.
[14:22:56] Prarabdh Thakur: KILL HIM WITH A SHEEP.
[17:40:48] Eagle (Junes): Tom should be slapped with a spoon.
[11:32:18] Warspite: Thank you for being so awesome Tom. <3
[18:17:36] Metano: I love you tomtom
[20:06:24] Warspite: I will seriously give you epic head.

Edit: also, Tomtomrawr, fappin' like a boss.