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[worktodo]

"Whatever you want, make it fast — I've got work to do, dammit!"

(Or just come harass him in person over here on the Farm!)

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audio; morning of january 25

[worktodo]

Okay. Hang tight and gimme about ten minutes to get into town — I'm at the house right now. What's the rush?

audio; morning of january 25

[triptoprofiling]

One of the victims from my last case arrived in Johto. I have to get to him as soon as possible.

audio; morning of january 25

[worktodo]

[...holy shit. He hadn't even thought of the possibility of — yeah, okay, that's a really damn good excuse.]

You got it. I'm on my way. Air travel's the best way to go about it anyway; much faster than ground. If you fly like a maniac, you can make it across the whole damn country in a day or two.

[Speaking from experience.]

audio; morning of january 25

[triptoprofiling]

Thanks. I owe you one.

[It finally hits Norman that he is asking for a bird to fly on. Odd but he really can't think of any other alternative right now.]

audio; morning of january 25

[worktodo]

[DOOT DOOT DOO ABOUT TEN MINUTES LATER...]

Okay, I'm at the PC. I'm sending this thing to Violet City, right?

audio; morning of january 25

[triptoprofiling]

[Alright, here we go. This is why you get to the PC bright and early before everyone and their mothers occupies them.]

Yeah. I'm getting online now.

audio; morning of january 25

[worktodo]

All right. Probably not a bad idea to get her away from the house, anyway — some dogs tracked mud all over the place and my neat freaks have been having conniptions over it.

[The small talk we make while waiting for computers to boot up, man.]

She won't give you any trouble flying, though. You just might have to shove her off a couple times if you've got lint on your jacket.

audio; morning of january 25

[triptoprofiling]

[Gee, he hopes not. It would be a real shame if his flyer suddenly decided to drop him while they were up thousands of feet in the air. There is no way the nurses would believe that.


...Would they?]

Huh? Is that a problem?

audio; morning of january 25

[worktodo]

[Oh, wait, that was kind of a non sequitur, wasn't it.]

I mean when you're on the ground. She'll fuss and peck over dirt and try to clean you up if she sees it. Like a finnicky mother. If she does it, just shove her head away, it won't hurt her or anything.

[Poking at keys now, by the way.]

Let me know when you're set to go.

audio; morning of january 25

[triptoprofiling]

Yeah, sure. I got nothing on me.

[Even more poking and double poking when he presses the screen too hard. Just a bunch of confirmation inquiries youknowhowitiz.]

Alright, I'm good over here.