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Kadavro
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2012
"Got your own camera?" Mason asked at the journalism thing, figuring that it meant he would not in fact be having much to do. Why go here for something like that anyways? Less competition? More sports columns? Well, it didn't suggest needing much brainpower so he wouldn't have any guilt over working him raw. At least until he grew bored of him and went back to the projects in his workshop. He had recently been working on an oil derrick to attach to a fountain, but had been having trouble with the piping. His nephew might have sensitive hearing or something though, so he would want to do it when the boy was away from the house.
"The screens are still on." Mason said, apparently not catching the hint as he moved past the table to get ice from the freezer. He popped a large icecube passed his lips and began to crunch on it, before heaidng back to his nephwe. Passing an arm by him he nearly knocked the bottle of beer onto the computer, but righted it up and took it too his mouth, drinking some before pushing the crushed ice out of his mouth and down the neck. He needed to find a better way to break ice besides using his teeth and hands. Not that it mattered, considering the bottle necks. "So, what else am I to do with ya? Do you have any medicine or anything that I should know about?" Might explain the no-drinking thing, though he might have simply been responsible. He still didn't quite believe him, though the slipped comment about keeping it to parties put his mind to rest on there being anything more sinister that he was covering up.
"The screens are still on." Mason said, apparently not catching the hint as he moved past the table to get ice from the freezer. He popped a large icecube passed his lips and began to crunch on it, before heaidng back to his nephwe. Passing an arm by him he nearly knocked the bottle of beer onto the computer, but righted it up and took it too his mouth, drinking some before pushing the crushed ice out of his mouth and down the neck. He needed to find a better way to break ice besides using his teeth and hands. Not that it mattered, considering the bottle necks. "So, what else am I to do with ya? Do you have any medicine or anything that I should know about?" Might explain the no-drinking thing, though he might have simply been responsible. He still didn't quite believe him, though the slipped comment about keeping it to parties put his mind to rest on there being anything more sinister that he was covering up.