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[excellentviolet]

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Comments

[soldierfirst]

I've never seen bugs like these before.

[He stoops to pick one of the mechanical creations up, turning it about in his hand, peering at the workings. It seems to be just a simple little prank -- especially as he remembers Tim's tendency to tinker every now and then -- but it's his job to consider all the angles, even the ones least likely.] It appears innocent enough, but we should probably test them for spy equipment, explosives, or other threats.

[A pause, and a small admission:] And there's extensive damage to one of the prototype fighting units. I had to extract myself a bit quicker than it could handle.

[Hey, he'd heard the yell and his mind had kicked into 'serious threat' mode. Lee is a capable fighter, after all; if he had been in trouble enough to call for help, it would have to be serious. A sword through the unit had been much more efficient than attempting to abort the test sequence.]

[excellentviolet]

Ah. We can fix that easily enough. Just... how am I supposed to get all these bugs out of my office? They're practically all over the whole room now!

[And Lee's office was a pretty big space!]

And I'm pretty certain it's not my coffee, Tim. I like mine black.