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Are there any, uh, specialized mechanics here? Engineers, maybe?

[No, Nick has no real idea what he's asking for, but he has to try to find someone to fix his friend. And speaking of helping a friend...]

Also, I've been told there's a doctor on staff here. Is that still true? There's something I need to discuss with you.

[And with that out of the way, Nick pauses for a moment, debating how to phrase what he needs to say next. Finally, he goes for vague, at least over these.]

Reese, man, you got a minute?

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It's not just weapons, either. It's - abilities, magic, whatever you want to call it, too.

[Not so much for Nick himself, though he has noticed it a bit, but more in people like Monroe and Julian.]

Just that he stepped on Deior's toes, and was in trouble for 'aiding a fugitive.' The way I see it, he's either learned his lesson and isn't going to be eager to help anyone any time soon, or - well. He's done it once already. Not sure which it is yet, though.

Yeah, noticed that too.

[They've stripped him of his magic and without it, he feels empty. A part of himself is gone, and important part, and he's got no idea how to get it back.]

Sittin' here and guessin' won't do us any good. If we wanna know we're gonna haftah go fer it.

It's disconcerting, to say the least.

[He doesn't want to think about how they've managed to do this to the people here - but then, he pretty much has to, if he ever wants to figure any of this out. At the moment, his working theory is still the tattoos.]

No, it won't. But I don't know - I think we might have to play it slow. Keep an eye on him, try to get evidence one way or another.

To say the least, yeah.

[Nick you don't know just how good you have it right now. Reese's thinking is beginning to switch gears. If they can't find an escape then maybe what they need to be doing is finding a way to rearm themselves. They need to level out the playing field.]

Play it slow...

[He grimaces. That's the last thing he wants to do right now.]

Alright, play it slow with that fella. I'll be keepin' my ear to the ground, see if we can't find another chance like this one. Dig up more infermation. And the new guy ain't the only staff member we can keep an eye on.

[Nick would feel a lot better about how good he has it if any of his weapons were fully functioning, man. But yeah, he has to admit, it's a lot better for him than people like Monroe, and apparently Reese.

He sees that face, too, and grimaces slightly in return.]

I know. Not exactly ideal, but I think this might be one of those things where rushing will only backfire.

[He's had plenty of cases like that back home, as much as it grates on his nerves.]

Same here. Anything I know, you'll know. If we pool our resources, we'll have to start getting a handle on this place.

...Agreed.

[Reese hates to say it but Nick is right about that. Rushing in blind will only serve to make their situation worse. They're lucky any good came from Nick's little trip.]

So we got an idea what to do then. Ain't any reason to sit around talkin' about it. Time to get to work.

[He wants to be done with this. He wants to go home. He wants Ada.]

[He gives a soft sigh, have agreement, and half an exhalation of frustration. Yeah. It wouldn't help, but it sure feels like waiting around doing nothing.]

Absolutely. I'll keep you updated on anything I find, man.

[He drinks the last of his milk and sets the glass on the table. Reese isn't looking at Nick right now, just staring into the empty glass.]

Likewise, and good luck.

[Nick moves to leave, but hesitates, watching Reese stare at his glass.]

Look, man, if you ever need to talk about something, I'm a pretty good listener. And with my job, you've pretty much got a guarantee I'll have seen stranger.

Now I seriously doubt that.

[No offense Nick, but he's banished demons, fought undead hordes, and knows a vampire that's obsessed with him, and that's only the start of things.]

All I need to do is get back where I belong. That's all that matters.

You might be surprised.

[But he won't argue the point. If it was Nick on the other end, he'd probably figure few'd seen stranger than him, either.

He nods.]

Yeah, I feel you. I'll catch up with you later, then.

Later.

[He waves farewell to Nick, but continues sitting at that table.]

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