Da Vinci. It's Italian — not that that probably means much to you. And what didn't he do. Imagine a guy so fascinated by the world around him that he was trying to figure out every single thing he could, and he kept using all those things to help him figure out other things. The guy was a painter, but he was also interested in anatomy. Took apart a bunch of corpses, too, figuring out how muscles and bones worked. But then, you figure out how an arm works, you can draw it a lot more accurately when you paint.
[Seriously, he's not about to sit here and adoringly list off da Vinci's many accomplishments the way SOMEONE ELSE might, but he'll give the guy credit for being the genius he was.]
You compare someone to da Vinci, you're saying that they're a genius inventor and scholar years ahead of their time. That's who he was.
[— Aha. Well, okay, unless the circus is in town and they're handing out free dragon rides, that means there's approximately one viable way to put two and two together here.]
Just don't forget to hold on or you'll be calling from a full body cast.
So, uh. Quick hypothetical, here. If I were to, uhmn. [Yeah, that's a definite pause there.] Bleed or something in your house while I was coming to find you to maybe get patched up, would you, uh, be mad about that?
Yeah, I'm gonna need the long version on that one, Danno. What, did your crocodile get hold of you or something — no, wait, hold that thought. Location first. Where are you, how deep are these bites, and then what the hell happened, in that order.
Uh... In that order, I am outside in the back, I don't...know. I wrapped my vest around them as best I could, but she got my good arm so that made it interesting. [He's...trying to not sound too concerned, but it's been a long, long time since he was bitten by a dragon. And his last notable injury got him a brand new leg.] Some of the bleeding might've stopped a little.
[BIG BREATH.]
Someone I knew went back home, I guess, and I found one of her dragons in the PC. When I came back and let it out of its ball, it decided to try to take a chunk out of my arm. A Hydreigon has extra heads instead of hands.
[Downloading Zack's voice modulation app was a bad idea.
Leaving the Gear unsupervised was also a bad idea.
Doing both of those things with Clara on the loose was the worst idea of all. Harry is, therefore, not surprised when he finds her messing with his stuff, but he doesn't make it to the scene in time to stop his precious little Cleffa from leaving Albert a message.
So the next time he checks his voicemail, he will be greeted by the Vader-like proclamation of one word:] BUTTS.
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