Together, we'll be an unstoppable force of deception.
Probably.
And I try to be. It'd suck to have a crummy disguise and wind up facing these bozos head-on. They have the numbers advantage.
[Given that they are in the same section of the Mothership, it is a quick trip to Grahan's location. As promised, Fugo does look very official between his glasses and pilfered clipboard. There are some printed results of one test or another clipped in the front, with handwritten notes in the margin. Fugo even has a pen stuck behind one ear for maximum authenticity.]
Hey. [His wave is slightly less official. It's hard to make greetings sound official.]
( they were overpowered to an astronomical degree, after all... but Graham had not overly tried to hide his appearance.
he always skirts by mostly unnoticed, the blurry edges of existence most people didn't even see. that didn't seem to change, no matter where he went. heartlessness wasn't always without benefit, it seemed.
still, he has the sense to not linger obviously by the door he wants to sneak into. when he spots Fugo gaining on the magitek, he slips from the supplies room he'd been rifling around in. Graham gives Fugo a nod at his greeting, before drumming fingers on the door he's aiming to get into. )
I'm meant to get some supplies from here. ( if anyone was listening... though he couldn't hear anyone, so it was just a precaution. )
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field agent, so not particularly welcome in the lab.
so I can't argue with an official looking clipboard.
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My official looking clipboard is an integral aspect of my disguise. Second only to my fake glasses.
On my way.
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you're quite prepared for this, aren't you? clipboard and glasses.
I'll see you soon.
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Probably.
And I try to be. It'd suck to have a crummy disguise and wind up facing these bozos head-on. They have the numbers advantage.
[Given that they are in the same section of the Mothership, it is a quick trip to Grahan's location. As promised, Fugo does look very official between his glasses and pilfered clipboard. There are some printed results of one test or another clipped in the front, with handwritten notes in the margin. Fugo even has a pen stuck behind one ear for maximum authenticity.]
Hey. [His wave is slightly less official. It's hard to make greetings sound official.]
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( they were overpowered to an astronomical degree, after all... but Graham had not overly tried to hide his appearance.
he always skirts by mostly unnoticed, the blurry edges of existence most people didn't even see. that didn't seem to change, no matter where he went. heartlessness wasn't always without benefit, it seemed.
still, he has the sense to not linger obviously by the door he wants to sneak into. when he spots Fugo gaining on the magitek, he slips from the supplies room he'd been rifling around in. Graham gives Fugo a nod at his greeting, before drumming fingers on the door he's aiming to get into. )
I'm meant to get some supplies from here. ( if anyone was listening... though he couldn't hear anyone, so it was just a precaution. )