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[codeoracle]

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[sleight_of_hand]

...........................
okay
fine
wtf do you want

[codeoracle]

1. pls never text me like this again.
2. There are some models at the Collector's Corner I want.
3. Take me for ice cream.

[sleight_of_hand]

okay sure
not a problem

[codeoracle]

excellent

done deal

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[dun_moch]

Hello, Futaba. I trust you have been well since leaving the hospital.

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[codeoracle]

[ALERT ALERT. Futaba is kind of freaking out over what Dooku could want now.]

Definitely. Took it easy for a few days, but these nanites kind of really speed up that healing process.

Good as new, really.

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[axeboyfriend]

Excuse me. This is Futaba, right?
I'm Shinjiro Aragaki. Yusuke mentioned you.
I wanted to ask about making my device hack-proof. He said you can do it.
I'll pay you.

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[codeoracle]

So, he's spilling my secrets.

...What are you offering as payment?

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[axeboyfriend]

Huh? Secrets?
Yusuke said you'd take ice cream as payment. If you don't want that, I can pay you cash.

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[codeoracle]

I was joking. Tech is my thing, most people know that much.

Ice cream is good, it's not like it's a big job.

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[axeboyfriend]

Ice cream it is, then. What kind do you like?

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[codeoracle]

Pistachio...matcha...cookie dough. Honestly, you're pretty safe with most anything--except coffee. No one makes that flavor right.

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[axeboyfriend]

Got it. Where should I meet up with you? I can swing by sometime today.

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[codeoracle]

I live in Heropa...I can meet you around town somewhere...or you can come here, #10.

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[axeboyfriend]

I can do both, whichever you're more comfortable with.

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[codeoracle]

Come over. That way I don't have to lug my stuff around. We'll have you set up and secure in no time.

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[axeboyfriend]

Right. I'll be there in half an hour.

[ True to his word, he's there in half an hour— almost exactly on the dot. He's got a plastic bag carried at the crook of one elbow, filled with several pints of ice cream. He pulls a hand out of his pockets and knocks firmly on the door. ]

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[codeoracle]

[Futaba is not used to people being punctual. Normally, anyone would use that as an excuse for not being ready--Futaba didn't care for excuses, she was just lazy. Which is why she answers the door still dressed in her pajamas. Why bother getting dressed when she's just going to lounge around the house all day.]

You have the payment? [She asks with a wide grin, already eying the bag he was carrying.]

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[axeboyfriend]

Yep.

[ He removes the other hand from his pocket so he can slip the back into his hand and hold it out to her. ]

I may have gone overboard on options.

[ There's the pistachio, matcha, and cookie dough options she mentioned.... Also rocky road, chocolate fudge, french vanilla, neapolitan, and bacon.

Yes, bacon-flavoured ice cream. ]

Figured it was better to be safe than sorry.

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[dun_moch]

How pleasing to hear. Your experience certainly doesn't appear to have slowed your skills at all.

I understand you helped a mutual friend of ours with some research recently. I wanted to thank you. Your assistance was invaluable for an important investigation.

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[codeoracle]

I tried to keep them sharp...

So the information was passed along? Good. That was the best way I could help out, so I'm glad something came of it.

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[codeoracle]

[She takes that bag with a healthy dose of enthusiasm--and proceeds to rifle through it to see just what he brought. Bacon is an interesting choice--exotic.]

You've done well. [Way to sound like some seedy game boss, Futaba.]

Come on, I have my rig upstairs. [She waves for him to follow her, making sure to detour into the kitchen to drop off all but the pint of matcha in the freezer before trotting up to her room.]

[axeboyfriend]

[ It's on the tip of his tongue to say something about how he hopes she's not going to eat them at once and that she has something healthy to eat, but— he doesn't really know her, and it doesn't seem like the time besides. So he holds his tongue on the topic as he follows her.

Okay, so he does glance at what she has in her kitchen as he follows her. But he doesn't say anything! ]

Thank you, by the way.

[codeoracle]

[Someone really should call her out on it. She likes homecooked meals, but never makes them. She subsists on instant noodle cups and...She's not the healthiest eater, just put it that way.

When they get up to her room she settles into her computer chair, taking a gleeful spin before turning back to him with a wide grin.]

Don't mention it. I like messing with tech anyway--and honestly, my upgrades are pretty essential to maintaining privacy. So--[She holds out her head expectantly.] Comm unit, please.

[axeboyfriend]

[ He pulls his hand out of his pocket, comm unit held in it. ]

Privacy's pretty important to me.

[ It has occurred to him that she could put her own stuff in there to track him if she were inclined, but Shinjiro's choosing to trust Yusuke's friend. ]