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mercenarymayhem ([personal profile] mercenarymayhem) wrote in [community profile] gunsforhire2015-03-01 01:22 pm

LOG: Anywhere you go, there you are

Who: Anyone who's out and about town
What: Mingling
Where: The business district and casino
When: A fairly normal day
Warnings: Please warn as needed

It's a rare day, one with clear skies and empty air, and everyone seems to be out and about, shopping and stopping in to various places of entertainment to make the most of it. Some people are even seen without their helmets, a risky behavior but one which they chose take the luxury of indulging in.

Today's curious though, for it's the day that Jimmy settles his newest acquisition into a basement room of the casino. The Transponser, a teleportation device, left to malfunction until the inventor who sold it to him can be located again, for yes, he's made himself scarce after this deception. Apparently getting money for his work was more attractive than perfecting the technology behind it.

In any case, it's a day for socializing and getting to know friends better and meet neighbors.
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Re: Roxy Lalonde (OU)

[personal profile] the_informant 2015-03-08 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh that?" Florida chuckles and waves a dismissive hand. "Yes, your eyes are an oddity, but not necessarily a unique one. Beyond cosmetic surgery and corrective lenses?"

He hesitates for a moment. It's weird to give away information without something in exchange. Yet this is easily stuff that comes up in any textbook so really, it's not a big deal.

"Genetic alteration and augmentation was popular before and during the Great War. The goal was lofty, to say the very least. People aimed to improve human stock to make us better soldiers. Better at sneaking. Better at survival. Some results still linger in genetic code today. I know a woman, for instance, with eyes that are an almost lime sort of green. So there are a number of ways to explain your appearance away."

But clearly, from the way she's pointing them out to support her explanations, it doesn't occur where she is from. Strange.
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Re: Roxy Lalonde (OU)

[personal profile] thevoidsdarkhorse 2015-03-08 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
Roxy nodded. "All very possible. Cause the right mutations, insert a few variables, and hell, you could give a human gills. Takes a few shots to make sure they dun suffocate. But stuff like that leaves evidence. Surgery has scars, or signs of something artificial. Genetic alteration leaves marks in the DNA." Sue may have some experience with genetics.

Like maybe mutating one cat's genes to be a breedable species.

"But that's not mine. It's all norm human genes, but been mixed in a weird way. Willing to bet whatever system you guys have won't have the same markers as ectobiology."
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Re: Roxy Lalonde (OU)

[personal profile] the_informant 2015-03-08 04:05 am (UTC)(link)
Ectobiology?

Leave it to Florida to find a crazy woman coming out of the casino. But he keeps smiling and nods.

"Oh different attempts left marks in different ways I'm sure. But genetics are not my strong suit. Anyway, there we are."

All he can do is point up the street toward the clearly advertised Charon store. "Charon's employees are always wonderfully helpful. If you choose them, well, I'd suggest getting a helmet to go with your lovely eyes. It has been a true pleasure, my dear."
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Re: Roxy Lalonde (OU)

[personal profile] thevoidsdarkhorse 2015-03-08 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
Roxy raised an eyebrow. "Crossed the line to bullshit, huh? Le sign, its her all over again," she said, shaking her head. "Well, if you ever change your mind, genetics is mine, so I could explain the diff to anyone who does know genetics."

Then she pouted at him. "Though I'd prefer leaving the smiling and nodding humoring, just makes me want to prove things. Do you know how annoying it is to be a lady of science, but have to spout off crazy without proof? The answer is a lot."

"Well, it's gotta be pink or purple. Though I'll probs talk Wrench 'fore deciding anything," she said, heading down the street. "Ttyl."