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[whitetwoguns]

 I know there's a curse going on. It don't take much brains to see that. 

...Do you all gotta be so obnoxious about it?

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[whitetwoguns]

Being around so many cursed people rubbed me the wrong way I guess.

[He doesn't guess. He knows. Tough guy speak Ariadne, it'll be released in Rosetta Stone soon but you already have had a crash coarse.]

[boutant]

Too much bullshit?

[ It's easier than whatever it is No Name speaks. ]

[whitetwoguns]

Yeah. That.

[No Name speaks the very root language that Mr. White does. His dialect is far more complicated.]

[boutant]

[ She would really like a translator for him sometimes. ]

Maybe you should stay off the network for the rest of the day.

[whitetwoguns]

[Could be all part of the mystique. That's what White figures.]

I may as well. Looks like it's not letting up.

Are you keeping outta trouble?

[boutant]

[ That just makes it more annoying for someone who likes figuring people out. ]

It should be over after midnight.

I've mostly been working.

[whitetwoguns]

[There may not be figuring. He has accepted that since he can't offer any answers, it won't be much use asking questions. No one likes hypocritical bullshit.]

Only makes the day seem longer.

[A point though. She has one. And it is better being at home.]

Yeah? That's good. Should be pretty secure there even if someone wants to throw a fit about the last creampuff or fuck I dunno.

[boutant]

[ Especially not Ariadne, unless she's the one doing it. ]

That depends on what you do with your day.

[ Shrug. ]

Not when they're throwing fits all over the engineering floor. I literally dragged someone off it earlier.

[whitetwoguns]

[O lawd.]

Work mostly.

[Something that sounds like it didn't bother her all that much...which could be a completely wrong assumption.]

Dragged them off? What?

[boutant]

It must be interesting at the casino today.

[ "Interesting". ]

If you're not going to use your safety gear like you should and you're not going to let me demonstrate why it's important using your hand and then proceed to inform me that I shouldn't have my job, I'm not going to be happy.

[whitetwoguns]

Yeah. Interesting's a start. A guy had his finger cut off and I made sure it stayed on ice. Last I heard it should be reattached okay.

[....say what? Goggles? He's listening. Really. That doesn't make sense.

Uh oh.]

Well. I guess it was sure safe from then on out.

[boutant]

Why'd he have his finger cut off?

[ It makes plenty of sense to her. ]

I left early.

[ This is probably a good thing. ]

[whitetwoguns]

His good gambling buddy didn't smile on him trying to take their modest winnings of about five dollars in pennies.

[Dumb. Shit. That's what it is in his eyes.]

Yeah. Leave safety up to somebody else.

[It could be a good thing.]

[boutant]

Maybe I just don't gamble enough, but that seems like an overreaction.

[ At least she still has some sense while cursed. ]

It keeps happening. You can ask Orange, he's seen me rip into people for not wearing their gear before.

[whitetwoguns]

Oh it is. Messy too.

[Amateur in the worst sort of way. Old dudes in their socks and sandals aren't supposed to go off like that.]

How dangerous is it there?

[Gear aside he wonders.]

[boutant]

Did he have a knife or bite it off or...?

[ Morbid curiosity. ]

It's not too bad. Still, there's machinery.

[whitetwoguns]

A butter knife from a breakfast buffet. I thought it was a bad idea from the start.

[You asked. He delivers.]

Nice that you're all aware of the dangers. A buddy of mine from Detroit worked in a factory painting the cars it wasn't until he was about ready to cough up a lung they really started regulating those masks and shit.

[boutant]

A butter knife? Ow.

Well, times have changed. Besides, Tony doesn't want to get sued. It's too much work.

[whitetwoguns]

You get where I'm coming from now?

[Since he's not looking for an age dig this will just blow over.]

And from the sound of it pretty avoidable of people put on what they're supposed to.

[boutant]

I didn't even know that was possible. I suppose with enough force...

[ Still gross, though. ]

For the most part. You have to make sure not to put your hands where they shouldn't be, that sort of thing, but it's all fairly preventable.

[whitetwoguns]

Or maybe if you got the chance to try that hard.

[It's absolutely different from the way that Mr. White would remove fingers if it meant reestablishing authority in a heist situation.]

Some fuckers gotta learn from their own mistakes.

[boutant]

I'd rather not get that chance. Besides, I have my throwing knives.

[ And those, at least, are sharp. ]

If they have enough pieces left afterward.

[whitetwoguns]

That means you got distance to work with.

[Hopefully she can throw the. He's got faith in you, Ariadne!]

There's a price for a good lesson learned.

[boutant]

Natasha taught me how to conceal them, too.

[ Oh, she can throw them. Natasha is a very good teacher. ]

Death, sometimes.

[whitetwoguns]

I hope that you won't have to use em often.

[Or else she'll have to retrieve them, clean them and potentially deal with killing a person. She seems sturdy enough.]

Yeah. Sometimes. All the more to keep careful. The warnings write themselves.