office hours: round 1.

[foo_bar]

office hours daily. i'm here to help... i think.

(screened PCs with han)

Comments

[foo_bar]

Uhhh... I didn't think it was. I don't know.

[he, meanwhile, finally drains the second glass. he's going to die. he should stop.]

[donotlick]

Sounds like there's a lot you don't know.

[ Hank scoffs. Two whiskeys and Han's already looking green? Oh, honey. ]

What do you actually remember?

[foo_bar]

Reading about a top academy for high achieving students, and how that academy needed computer science professors.

[donotlick]

Next thing you know, you're getting transferred by Toddswald, that right?

[ Sucks to be Han, wow. But hey, at least he's getting drunk with Hank, right? ]

That about what Megumi's story is too, or do you and her not chat?

[foo_bar]

[yeah about the drunk part... He's a lightweight. It just hasn't had time to sink in yet.]

I hope it is. But honestly, we don't talk that much. I'm not even sure what her story is, why she's here, or if she was answering the same add I was and was just later in the pipeline... or what.

[donotlick]

[ It's ok, he can wait. ]

Sounds like the two of you should touch base or something, anyway. She sure doesn't like Hale, far as I know.

[foo_bar]

That's not hard to do.

[he isn't trying to poke holes in that argument, though]

I'll... I'll talk to her later. Yeah, sorry, you're right. That sounded overly pessimistic.

[donotlick]

[ Hank snorts. ]

You are so Canadian.

[foo_bar]

I grew up there. It's been the only home I've ever really known. I miss it. I miss it a lot.

[he exhales.]

This place just. Can't do poutine right.

[donotlick]

[ Hank smiles at that. ]

Yeah. Sucks being away from home, doesn't it?

[ If he sounds salty it's because he's been, I dunno, kidnapped. ]

[foo_bar]

[he pauses.

and then pours himself another drink, rather than answer that]

[donotlick]

[ Ohhh, shit, a third drink, this oughta be funny. Hank just takes a long sip, smirking. ]

So, now it's your turn again. Ask me something.

[foo_bar]

[he takes a sip]

So-- how'd you... a guy who doesn't like androids... end up with an android partner? Howzat work?

[donotlick]

[ Oh, he's drunk. Good. ]

Wasn't my call, that's for sure. Guy shows up while I'm having a drink at a bar, saying he was sent by CyberLife and that I've got a homicide he'll be helping me out with.

[ Hank takes a sip, though. ]

Wouldn't have caught the guy without him, though.

[foo_bar]

Yeah. Yeah.

That makes sense. Total sense. He's a good detective, eh?

[donotlick]

Yeah, he's somethin' else. Even if all that shit's just algorithms and pre-programmed shit.

[ Ugh, Connor's got feelings and all, but his detective skills are 100% machine learning. ]

He found the guy, interrogated him and everything. Didn't have to probe his memory or anythin'.

[foo_bar]

That's-- really good.

[he takes a sip of his new whiskey]

Still think that. Wha'ever thing you've got. That... company? That Cyber-bullshit. They sound bad. But he's good.

[donotlick]

Yeah, they're the world's most powerful organization and they basically own everything, so we're fucked. But it's not like anybody can stop 'em, so what can you do?

[ Keep drinking, buddy. Get nice and wasted. ]

Pretty sure they made androids capable of going deviant ages ago and just swept it under the rug so the media wouldn't catch wind of it.

[foo_bar]

Wunner why... strange, eh?

[and then. another sip.]

But still. Yougot the best dang partner.

[donotlick]

Might be Kamski was behind it. Who knows, that dude's been MIA for like ten years.

[ Han sure seems to like talking about Connor... Time to try something out. ]

Oh, hey, that reminds me. Connor wanted me to ask you something.

[foo_bar]

Hm? Whassat?

[his face is getting red-- curse you, Asian flush. but more importantly, Hank is right to note that when he's drunk, he wants to talk about Connor.

w e i r d.]

[donotlick]

[ gross. but he'll use it to his advantage. ]

Do you know anybody named Jules? Or James?

[foo_bar]

Jules, nerrherdovim. But James. That's a common... name.

[he sips again.]

[donotlick]

So you know a guy? Named James?

[ Hank takes a sip. ]

Connor seemed real interested in him.

[foo_bar]

I mean.

[he seems to be thinking]

James is... the president. Of the school yeah, shom... shomething like that.

[a sip]

Dude's weird... eh...