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[asquiet]

[Nezumi knows that that world visiting thing is going to come up soon and he's pretty unsure about it. Even if it's only for a day, he doesn't trust what the Malnosso are going to do. There's a reason he didn't offer to try it out.

But he figures it's time to finally start snooping this place out more. Go into the cracks he can't reach himself.]

Is there anybody who's good with machinery here? I'm talking about robots and cameras. That sort of deal. I want to discuss something.

[He wonders if he should say something else about this whole visiting another world idea, but he doesn't and only cuts off his feed.]

Comments

[i_speak_softly]

Absolutely. Do you have parts?

[He glances to the side, calculating what he might have in his garbage cans of miscellaneous tech pieces.]

[asquiet]

I can't say I do on hand, but I wouldn't mind going on a shopping trip to get some.

[He'd just need to get a book and figure out the parts he needs, but that's simple enough.]

[i_speak_softly]

They're hard to find. Let me see what I have.

[Don vanishes from the camera's field of view, and a lot of crashing ensues as he digs around in his bins.]

[asquiet]

[Nezumi will wait patiently. If they're hard to find, he doesn't want to spend a ton of time on a treasure hunt.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don returns momentarily, dumping a bunch of parts on his table.]

I can make a camera and transmitter from these, but I don't have enough for a robot. [He pauses, glances to the side.] Unless... [He disappears again, and returns after a few seconds, setting a small wind-up dragon in front of the journal.] Unless I cannibalize this.

[asquiet]

[He studies it. It's not as state of the art as his mice robots back home, but he can't be choosy.]

Would you possibly mind?

[i_speak_softly]

[Don looks sadly from the dragon to the pile of parts.]

Is it for a good cause?

[asquiet]

I am hoping to get information about this world.

[He takes a moment to think about something.]

If I find anything of value out, I will share it. I promise. [And Nezumi's not exactly the nicest guy, but when he promises something? He'll keep his word no matter what.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don can't think of many better causes than that.]

Does it need to be a stealth robot?

[asquiet]

It'd be a lot better if it was, but since I doubt there are a lot of people skilled with robots here beggars can't be choosers.

[i_speak_softly]

But some of us are very skilled.

[That's the closest he'll get to bragging.]

How soon do you need it?

[asquiet]

Of course and you're one of them, right?

As soon as you could get it to me would be nice. I want to see what these Malnosso characters have up their sleeves, but you can't rush good work.

[i_speak_softly]

... Maybe.

Where can I deliver it when I'm done?

[asquiet]

Don't be too modest. It's good to give yourself a compliment every once in a while. [Flattery goes a long way.]

Building three, floor one, room five. [He thinks about this a little bit before adding on:] Knock five times when you do come if you wouldn't mind.

[i_speak_softly]

Three, one, five, five times. Got it.

[asquiet]

Oh and one more thing? If somebody with white hair answers the door? Don't answer anything he asks because he's bound to ask something.

[i_speak_softly]

... Okay.

[That makes Don want to ask something, but he'll mind his own business.]

[asquiet]

And the name is Nezumi, by the way.

[i_speak_softly]

Donatello.