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[orangetoughguy]

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[Look when you're trying to learn how to use this device thing there are going to be mistakes. This is one of them. Beep beep. Click.]

"I thought he died."

"No, he didn't die. They don't do that kind of shit. It's Happy Days."

[Beep of a button being pressed. Slurping a drink.]

"Well he disappeared."

"Yeah, they call it college. At least in TV land. Either way, after a while it didn't matter."

[More shuffling...and maybe the crinkling of a wrapper...then:]

"You seriously watched Happy Days?"

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[orangetoughguy]

From where?

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[whitetwoguns]

Fucking shit.

[As if there weren't enough things to sort the fuck out. They've got a tap. From who? Who the fuck would know where they are, what they're doing so soon? Cops aren't this fucking sneaky, not when they're sure. So whoever this is, they have to be mining.]

And he could be getting it. We gotta be real careful here.

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[perspectiveguy.livejournal.com]

Originally, California. Lately, Scotland. Right then, Tokyo, Japan.

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[perspectiveguy.livejournal.com]

OK, from what I can tell, these devices are all connected to each other. Unless you filter or do something unhackable, then...you can be private. But if you start a feed (visual or otherwise) then, it is sent.

To everyone if they're on the network at that time.

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[orangetoughguy]

I know. I can handle it.

[Larry. No first names in public, that's a given right?]

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[orangetoughguy]

You come here on a whim or something?

[The sound of a lighter snapping shut cause fuck he's needs a cigarette right now.]

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[perspectiveguy.livejournal.com]

Hah. No. I just went to sleep in Japan and woke up here. Rolled off a bench. I did not choose this.

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[whitetwoguns]

[The way he uses the words filter, unhackable, feed are just not common in Mr. White's jargon. But goddamn he's trying.]

So what? It's like a kind of a party line?

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[perspectiveguy.livejournal.com]

Yeah, like a perpetual conference call.

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[orangetoughguy]

Yeah well who the hell wants to wake up out of place or bein' followed?

[Trick question maybe. Means nothing if Xander doesn't know what he's talking about anyway.]

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[whitetwoguns]

[The sudden weight in Larry's gut cannot be the burger alone. He nods though. They can trust each other. Worse case scenario, they've got guns. Larry's got the bullets but hey, guns.

And there is a silent kudos given to the no first names in public deal.]

Alright. I'll follow this time.

[The lead he means. Don't fuck up, Kid. Please.]

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[perspectiveguy.livejournal.com]

You woke up while being followed? Or, you woke up and were followed?

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[whitetwoguns]

What for? I didn't take this place for Reno or Vegas.

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[whitetwoguns]

[He doesn't say a goddamn thing but looks at Mr. Orange.]

[eiremagic]

Wait what's wrong with Happy Days?

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[perspectiveguy.livejournal.com]

That I don't know. I'm not a deity here. Did you just get here, too?

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[orangetoughguy]

[You need to shut the fuck up about this ammunition thing...or Freddy might have to beg. Please don't make him beg. Anyway there's a brief look around before being the charmer he is he somehow manages to get a colored pencil from that little girl over there. He writes down the names of places and draws a line through each of them.

Tokyo

Scotland

California

The last one he circles and adds "??" to it. That's when he gives Larry a look.]

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[orangetoughguy]

Can't tell you shit I don't know, Xander.

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[whitetwoguns]

Notta thing. Tell him.

[orangetoughguy]

[WAIT A SECOND.]

Eden?

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[eiremagic]

It's part of the American cultural canon!

[eiremagic]

Trust me, boyo, no one else in the City has me accent.

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[whitetwoguns]

Hey. I thought you were a guy with answers, not...Zeus or something.

[Mr. Got It Handled said that he's got this under control. Sheesh.]

We're just passing through.

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[whitetwoguns]

You're preachin' to the choir, little sister.

[orangetoughguy]

You wanna tell me what's going on?

[And he doesn't mean Happy Days.]