MK VII: Faulty Wiring

[thecoolexec]

A || PHONE || UNFILTERED

Pfft. Typical. Looks like the IT Department is under new management, Mayfield. S'what happens when you outsource your tech to Hades and/or wherever the hell else we are.

Anyone know what the deal is, here? I'm normally not one to let anything get me down, but gravity certainly brought me down through my living room floor this morning.

Ouch, incidentally.
 

B || DAY || CUNNINGHAM LANE STREETS

[Tony's a man of science and tomfoolery. That's why he's phasing his hand in and out of his otherwise-solid-looking front door experimentally. Then he's sticking other limbs in there -- one foot, then the other... walk by at the right time and you might just see a bemused human head seemingly stuck in the door, looking about the area and curiously inspecting the clouds in the sky.]

Comments

[soulless_soldier]

... If ya think so. [Unsure of whether to be honored or worried or annoyed or what here.] When do we get workin' on this?

[thecoolexec]

[He puts down his wrench.] When's good for you?

[soulless_soldier]

Well, I'm here now, if it's that urgent.

[thecoolexec]

No, not urgent. It's actually not life-threatening until I DO it. And even then only maybe. Slightly. So we can do it now or at a good time for you,

[soulless_soldier]

But if ya die thanks to a malfunction with that thing... Will Mayfield still bring you back?

[thecoolexec]

Most probably. It'll just hurt a lot. And it'll set me back like an hour.

[soulless_soldier]

Yeah, dyin' sucks, too. And I guess ya'd have to try again if it doesn't work.

Alright, well, I guess I'll help, whenever ya want.

[thecoolexec]

Great! How about this weekend? Could use the extra free time outside of work.

[soulless_soldier]

Okay, sure. Draw me some diagrams in the meanwhile.

[thecoolexec]

You got it, dude.