[One of the changes that they don't talk about is that 'smell' is now olfactory analysis. He can analyze every ingredient in a pint of beer, but he can't enjoy the scent any more.]
If 'drunk and disorderly' and 'indecent exposure' means 'too sexy for this bar', then yes.
[Giant . . . space alien robots? There's nothing in the police database about that. The most likely options are 1. she's pretending, or 2. she's delusional.]
I am . . . 'paying it forward'. Someone once did the same for me. Also, the bar is due to be raided, and you are not listed as associated with the owners or the criminal element that frequents it.
[She might have her own criminal record, but he's judging it minor for now. Now that Omnicorp's programming is partially broken, he doesn't have to take her in. Right now, she's better off leaving the area than becoming paperwork.]
[Or 3: there are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio.... Yeah, hang out with a guy who chases aliens for a living, and you will. see. some. shit.]
It was very convincing. Gotta say, you certainly have a way with the handcuffs. And trust me, I should know.
[Awwww yeah, Ultra Magnus did his job and wiped her juvie files. Good job, Uncle Magnus!]
[This is Verity carefully noticing him carefully ignoring that. You don't live as a pickpocket through most of your adolescence without learning to pay some fraggin' attention. ]
SURE, like there are no bad cops out there, roboscout.
[Can text sound bitter? IS that a thing? Because if so, yeah, wow, some bad memories there. ]
And you're not my type, cowboy. Too much, you know...squishy stuff.
[Yeah, there are definitely some bad cops out there, as he knows all too well. But that's going into personal, and he's not getting into that with some young woman he barely knows.]
[And something seems to have gone a bit off-side somewhere. All he'd meant was that if handcuffs were an option, they were only an option with Clara. Maybe he'd just lost the ability to tell if someone was flirting with him or not.]
Clarification accepted.
I am glad to hear that you are well. Be safe out there, Verity.
[His database is drawing a big blank on the 'supermax' thing, and his son is still a bit young for him to be up to handling touchy teenagers. Still, he attempts to adapt.]
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1_ she's the only one I have who would do this. XD
Especially the 'frisking' part.
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Still, it's fun to see the entire bar go silent when I walk in.
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You do make a hell of a first impression. Kind of like a knight in shining armor, but you smell better.
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[One of the changes that they don't talk about is that 'smell' is now olfactory analysis. He can analyze every ingredient in a pint of beer, but he can't enjoy the scent any more.]
If 'drunk and disorderly' and 'indecent exposure' means 'too sexy for this bar', then yes.
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[Except for Kup. He could blow himself out the airlock.]
Gettin' all huffy now, huh? So why'd you save me from that bar tab then, huh?
[See? This is why she doesn't deal with humans. Too fraggin' confusing.]
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I am . . . 'paying it forward'. Someone once did the same for me. Also, the bar is due to be raided, and you are not listed as associated with the owners or the criminal element that frequents it.
[She might have her own criminal record, but he's judging it minor for now. Now that Omnicorp's programming is partially broken, he doesn't have to take her in. Right now, she's better off leaving the area than becoming paperwork.]
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It was very convincing. Gotta say, you certainly have a way with the handcuffs. And trust me, I should know.
[Awwww yeah, Ultra Magnus did his job and wiped her juvie files. Good job, Uncle Magnus!]
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[His tone is even more dry than usual, and he lifts his mechanical hand and wiggles his fingers at her in demonstation.]
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[She is impressed. This is clearly the voice of experience.]
Not sure I could have slipped out of them if I had to.
Good thing I didn't have to, huh? ^_~
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And I believe that's the point of cuffs. Being able to slip out of them does negate the point of using them in the first place.
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[What can she say, machinery liked her. ]
That's one way you can use them. What are you, some kind of roboboyscout?
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Robocop. The name is a hint.
And as I said, I'm married.
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SURE, like there are no bad cops out there, roboscout.
[Can text sound bitter? IS that a thing? Because if so, yeah, wow, some bad memories there. ]
And you're not my type, cowboy. Too much, you know...squishy stuff.
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[And something seems to have gone a bit off-side somewhere. All he'd meant was that if handcuffs were an option, they were only an option with Clara. Maybe he'd just lost the ability to tell if someone was flirting with him or not.]
Clarification accepted.
I am glad to hear that you are well. Be safe out there, Verity.
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Yeah, thanks, McGruff the Crime Dad. Listen, I fought my way out of a fraggin' supermax prison so fucked up I just can't even.
I think I can handle Detroit . Don't even have any Phase Sixers here.
[This is her scoffing because she's so unimpressed. And also huffy. And hurt. Meanie. ]
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In that case, I will simply say good luck.
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[Teenagery flounce ftw.]
Trust me, I've got by long enough without your stupid luck.