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[quinientos]

[It's very sad how proud he is that he's figured out his little phone, but that's just one part of modern society that he's got down pat. The other is one that's long overdue, because his shirt is still blood-stained, starting to tear at the seams, and no matter how he tries to save it, it's no use.]

Hello anyone who's listening. I have a little problem that could use solving and I have just enough money to make it worth someone's while. Maybe you can see, but I don't exactly have very nice clothes for these days, hoping that someone could take pity and show me what it is people wear.

[Normal people, not the kind who he's seen around.]

There's some cash in it for you. Maybe a good drink? Whatever you find best, but it only happens after you help me.

Comments

[fightlikehell]

Uh... not specifically. I know how you could go about finding such a person. And you won't have to take one step at all. Hint--the ability to do that is in your hand.

[The phone, hombre!]

Yes. I would heavily advise looking presentable in court. The judge doesn't know you personally neither does the jury. And in that circumstance appearances are key to look unsuspecting.

[quinientos]

[This whole phone business is never going to feel comfortable to Vasquez, not ever, and when Matt says that, he takes it away and squints at it. Embarrassing, yes, but good thing Matt is blind and can't see it! Also, they're over the phone.]

What happens if you don't get a judge or a jury? Does it matter what you wear to the hanging?

[fightlikehell]

[Nope. He can't see at all. Just a wild guess that the fact makes him uncomfortable. Matt is working his way up to suggesting they help one another. Slowly but surely.]

If a person takes another person's life, that is murder. And usually if you are going to be sentenced to death the prison issues you a uniform.

[quinientos]

We talked about this before, I think. Or someone did. They tell me the uniforms are very orange? So you can be seen?

That should be enough to make you want to be very, very good at the murder, if you need to do it.

[He may have a very different outlook on murder than most modern people, he's starting to find.]

[fightlikehell]

They can be seen at a distance. Yes. And I'm sure the fabric is inexpensive as well as garish. That might be a psychological punishment.

...You're joking right?

[quinientos]

[ Probably not as much as Matt wants him to be joking. He's sorry (maybe). ]

Yes? Yes. I am. It's not very nice to put a man in any clothes but his own, though. I think you're right about torture.

[fightlikehell]

I'm sure my opinion would be about the same if I could get the full effect of the color. Style is never an excuse to bodily harm someone, let alone murder.

[Right? Right?]

Why were you thinking of a change? Trying to impress someone? Get a job?

[quinientos]

Maybe not style, no. Other things. Not here, of course. Like we talked about, murder is bad.

[He draws out that word, because maybe he might be fucking with Matt just a little, but it's so fun.]

I should accommodate to the future, I think, but also, my one good shirt is starting to fall apart. No one needs to see me shirtless all the time, it's not proper.

[fightlikehell]

Poor manners are bad, unruly children or animals are bad. Murder is immoral.

[:I SIR HDU.]

Wow. So you do have a sense of decency.

[Two can play at this game.]

[quinientos]

You really think God wants you to sit around and not stop someone? Hmm? If killing them is the only option, isn't it immoral to look the other way?

[He believes in God, too, Matt, just not in the same ways. Snorting a little at the crack about his decency, his voice is tinged with amusement.]

Who said I didn't?

[fightlikehell]

God wants us to take care of each other. It's true. I think that it is a disservice to ourselves and the creator if we believe that options are so limited.

[Killing people no? Severely beating them into submission? That's a whole different story.]

Oh. No one in particular.

[quinientos]

Good, because it's not true, about my lack of decency. Awful lie.

[ It's only sometimes that he can be an indecent ass. That's not always. ]

[fightlikehell]

Awful. Terrible. Absolutely untrue and unfounded. Got it.

[There he goes laughing again.]

[quinientos]

[He chuckles under his breath because it's a good time to enjoy himself.]

Next time I get dressed up, then I will make sure to show you how decent I can be.

[fightlikehell]

I really am looking forward to that, friend. Maybe we can make an outting out of this.

[quinientos]

Name the place. So long as there's alcohol, I'll be there.

[fightlikehell]

There are plenty of establishments. If we're going to dress fancy might as well be a really good one. For man of our stature of course.

[quinientos]

What's a stature?

[All these fancy English words, it feels like he keeps meeting multiple versions of Goodnight, at this rate.]

[fightlikehell]

It's a way of saying our type or kind of person.

[quinientos]

In that case, then yes, a nice bar for stature men like us. With suits and money to spend.

[fightlikehell]

Ah... yeah. More or less. Yeah.

[quinientos]

Good. Then I will look forward to drinks and you can silently not judge my outfit, because of the blindness.

[fightlikehell]

I'm going to judge your outfit based on how people react to you. It's going to be fun.

[quinientos]

Fun is the special word that makes me agree.

It's on.

[fightlikehell]

Fantastic.

One thing, before I forget... you and Buffy?