PFFFT. Engineer rubs his shoulder and beams at Genji with a mildly shit-eating grin.
"Who knows? Maybe I got ulterior motives."
Spoilers: he doesn't.
Anyway. Shoulder properly rubbed, he leans against the wall this time, crossing his arms.
"Anyway... that's about all it is. A healing vapor." Made of a lot of weird shit, if Genji's curious. "Figured I oughta set up down here and see what kinda damage that big bastard up there's causin'. Doesn't hurt to hear people's first-hand experiences, either. I've met some big fellas, but he's sorta... suspiciously so, if you get my meanin'."
Genji lets his shoulder get rubbed as he laughs again, but when Dell asks about the fight and lowers his voice, his expression falls to something more serious, and he nods. It's no wonder he wears a mask - he telegraphs his expressions quite well without one on.
"I agree. I spoke to some people before the tournament and I believe he is the man that they were testing it on. He is apparently a favorite of the man in charge here."
"Sounds about right," Engineer murmurs, watching the other man. Great minds think alike and all. Dell himself was pretty similar, an expressive man even behind thick goggles.
"Which would make this place one big testin' ground, with money and bloodsports on the side. Pretty decent scheme."
"Get a bunch of people eager to fight together, then face them against your dosed-up favorite. Some of the other combatants could have been given doses too."
Genji has a faint frown on his face as something occurs to him.
"Were any of the moon blessed you've spoken to offered any of the drug?"
"Not exactly. I noticed there's eyes on us sometimes, though. I dunno if it's personal paranoia, or the fact we're a lot of newcomers at once, but - it feels like somebody knows we're around."
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fuck you i laughed
"I would have told you that would have been a bigger problem for you than me!"
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"Who knows? Maybe I got ulterior motives."
Spoilers: he doesn't.
Anyway. Shoulder properly rubbed, he leans against the wall this time, crossing his arms.
"Anyway... that's about all it is. A healing vapor." Made of a lot of weird shit, if Genji's curious. "Figured I oughta set up down here and see what kinda damage that big bastard up there's causin'. Doesn't hurt to hear people's first-hand experiences, either. I've met some big fellas, but he's sorta... suspiciously so, if you get my meanin'."
Said more quietly this time - just in case.
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"I agree. I spoke to some people before the tournament and I believe he is the man that they were testing it on. He is apparently a favorite of the man in charge here."
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"Which would make this place one big testin' ground, with money and bloodsports on the side. Pretty decent scheme."
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Genji has a faint frown on his face as something occurs to him.
"Were any of the moon blessed you've spoken to offered any of the drug?"
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"Not exactly. I noticed there's eyes on us sometimes, though. I dunno if it's personal paranoia, or the fact we're a lot of newcomers at once, but - it feels like somebody knows we're around."