public channel; day 159. spoilers for TAZ in the comments likely.

[tacosgay]

Somebody needs to get this fucking bracer off of me.

[His voice is... different. Instead of his usual nearly sing-song nature, there's a sharp edge to it, his words spoken more quickly than usual.]

If you think you can make this thing happen, let me know, because I'm out of ideas over here.

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[dressedtothe]

[What bracer?]

Can't you just... I dunno. Cut it off?

[tacosgay]

Yeah, great idea, except with what? It's solid fucking metal.

[He doesn't even bother addressing that he doesn't actually know this voice. He doesn't really care, with the mood he's in at the moment.]

[dressedtothe]

Do I wanna know how you got that on you?

[tacosgay]

It's from an old job. Listen, can you help me get out of it or not?

[He doesn't want to talk about it right now. Or anything. Sorry, new guy.]

[dressedtothe]

It's kind of hard to tell without seeing it for myself, you know. Where are you anyway?

[tacosgay]

Trailer #18. Let me know before you come by, my roomie is just a huge asshole.

[dressedtothe]

[Trailer 18?]

Oh. Huh. That's next to me.

[Anyway!!]

I'll come over now.

[Since it sounds like he's got his knickers in a knot.]

[dorkypantsuit]

How's it attached?

[tacosgay]

It just kind of... is. It's kind of, uh, fitted to me, I guess, magically.

[dorkypantsuit]

Like, attached to your arm? Or is it more metaphysical than that?

[tacosgay]

Yeah, let me just tell you about my fucking spirit bracer-- it's on my arm.

[dorkypantsuit]

Okay. I should be able to get it off then.

[tacosgay]

Oh... really? I mean-- yeah, cool. I'm in, uh... well, I'm Foster's roomie, I figure you know where our place is.

[dorkypantsuit]

[Ah... Foster. Yeah...]

It's probably best if we meet outside somewhere.

[tacosgay]

[That's... a very tired sigh you get, Psi.]

Fine. Where do you want to meet?

[dorkypantsuit]

[Psi thinks about that a moment before responding.]

...The training grounds should be spacious enough.

if you want to just reply to his trailer post, we can do a log there, or just actionspam it out here

[tacosgay]

I kinda need my arm. Just establishing that right off the bat. But, yeah, sure... I'll see you there, I guess.

[sunflowerfields]

Language!

[tacosgay]

[If this we're video, she'd be treated to one hell of a glare. As it is, she just hears an angry silence in which he glared at the radio in his hand, and then sighs. When he speaks, he sounds... defeated.]

Sorry, I guess.

[sunflowerfields]

[Her reply is as saccharine as ever. She's not mad, just disappointed.]

Much appreciated, dear. And it seems you didn't have any trouble finding someone to help you!