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::004th Interrogation::
[Action A: 5719 Cunningham Lane]
[Poor Barricade... after opening a package marked to him, he was met with a regain. It wasn't that bad, but it might cause one to take another look. Questions that were not needed may arise, and because of this he had to find a way to hide his hands.
While he could easily flex his claws like that of a cat, his hands still looked cybernetic. Jointed metallic fingers and gears were easily visible and needed to be hidden. Perhaps he was being ... paranoid.
He covered his hands in a wrapped up shirt, and pondered...]
[Phone]
I'm in need of some... help... Perhaps someone who knows how to deal with... fabrics?
[Poor Barricade... after opening a package marked to him, he was met with a regain. It wasn't that bad, but it might cause one to take another look. Questions that were not needed may arise, and because of this he had to find a way to hide his hands.
While he could easily flex his claws like that of a cat, his hands still looked cybernetic. Jointed metallic fingers and gears were easily visible and needed to be hidden. Perhaps he was being ... paranoid.
He covered his hands in a wrapped up shirt, and pondered...]
[Phone]
I'm in need of some... help... Perhaps someone who knows how to deal with... fabrics?
[Action is go!]
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Ah.. would the back room be preferable?
[Norway motions over his shoulder to a door behind him. Sometimes people wanted to order some strange things, and preferred the privacy]
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[It took him a moment, to realize that this was the fellow he was on the phone with. He nodded to the question.]
Forgive me, for not... introducing myself as the one on the phone.
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[He steps away from the counter and opens the door]
Ah, do not concern yourself with that. You seemed.. distracted.
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Yes, I suppose that would be the right word to use.
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You will need to show me what I have to work with.
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Well.. how curious.
[Regarding the sight for a moment, he tilts his head first to one side, then the other, and then walks around the other man a little way]
Yes.. hm. I can help you with this. Certainly.
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The sooner, the better. I was not expecting for... these to appear.
[There was a low growl that came from him as he stared down at his hands.]
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[He steps closer, one hand gently gesturing for the man to turn his hands over so he can get a better look]
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Yes... and no. As much as I wish for my... normal body back, that would cause too many problems.
As for these?... I could've had something else... Preferably smaller and better more easy to hide.
no subject
[He nods again]
Mm, leather would be best. I will have to make them from scratch, I think. It will take a little time. Not long.
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Your work is most appreciated.
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[A faint smile twitches at his lips before he regains his usual stoic expression, and he moves to the door, but not far - enough to grab his tape measure from the desk before returning]
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[He watches him carefully.]
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[A brief flash of something that's almost amusement flickers in his eyes, and he draws the tape measure out between his hands]
I will need some measurements.. may I?
[He's going to have to touch him for the measurements, if the gloves are going to fit him well]
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[He narrowed his eyes and let out a small sigh. Of course, he despised being touched by any other, but if he were to obtain those gloves... then he would have to allow it.]
Ah, yes. Of course.
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It will be a few hours.. you may stay here, or come back, or I can bring them to you when I am finished.
[His voice has barely lifted from a near-flat, soft tone the entire time. This is not a man who is used to prolonged conversation]
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[Saves him the trouble of walking back home, just in case someone were to be nosy about his hands hiding in an overcoat.]
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[He offers the man a seat and a drink, then locks the front door to concentrate fully on the task at hand. Years spent mending the clothes of a boistrous man prone to getting into trouble are certainly useful here.
Norway isn't much for small talk but as he pushes the needle through on the final digit of the first glove he glances up]
I do not think that you mentioned your name.
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O-oh... my name? I was given a name by the town, that I would suggest using rather than my original...
[He almost seemed amused by it...]
You can call me, Barry.
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You may call me Aleksander.
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Aleksander, have you... been doing this long?
[He had to convince that he was trustworthy... for now.]
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I have spent many hundreds of years making and mending clothes for my family. It was not difficult to turn my skills to this.
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I see... and what will you require in return for your services?
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