- IC CONTACT POST FOR MASKORMENACE -

[slightlyoffchilt]

"Hello.

You've reached the direct line of Doctor Frederick Chilton. As I am not available at the moment, you might assume I'm quite busy with something pressing. State your name and business, and I will return your call."

Comments

voice

[larker]

I'd benefit. I didn't even know this thing was a thing until I saw it yesterday. It was like having an epiphany, but the guy in charge of it won't actually let me do the thing.

Don't worry though, I have ways around that.

voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

I would not define your motivation as suicidal, no. [But that apparent impervious attitude towards his own safety? That winsome risk-taking quality? That could be something.

And it intrigued Chilton.]

Who's this guy in charge?

voice

[larker]

Well I suppose I've got that going for me.

And the guy in charge works at the diner near the museum. I can get around that though. Thanks doc, I think I'll definitely go try this out. If I die, send flowers.

voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

I cannot take responsibility for your -- hold on. A moment. You're either purposefully obscuring much of the context from me, or your suffering from an acute case of -- [He stops himself. Best not to agitate a potential patient, here.]

voice

[larker]

I'm not purposefully hiding anything, you just haven't actually asked what it is. I don't spill all my secrets on a first date you know.

Acute case of?

voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

A need for stimulation. [He says, tactfully.] And I may very well be your current source, along with whatever this dangerous endeavor you're intrigued by.

What is it, then? I am intended to ask, and I'll follow your intent.

voice

[larker]

[That was actually quite tactful.] Well, when you're as old as I am, a lot of things are boring because I've seen them a thousand times before. I'm not sure you're high up enough on the entertainment totem pole.

I'm going to eat five deep fried snickers bars.

voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

[He's learning tact!]

You --




[A series of emotions, here: he feels somewhat mislead (tricked!!) because he clearly overestimated the severity of the situation (and it must have been on purpose!!), he feels very nearly sheepish -- then he feels a sudden enthusiasm because what kind of person calls a psychiatrist to lead him around like that?

An interesting potential patient kind of person.]

Are clearly in need of challenges. Is that what this is? A challenge?

voice

[larker]

[Even Gabriel's amused now. Not his fault Chilton made an assumption on the severity of the issue. Besides, not everything he said was a lie.]

The diner owner seems to think so. He won't serve more than three in one sitting. I'm talking him into drawing up a waiver or whatever because really, no-one can eat more than three? As if.

voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

So, you took him at the challenge because was convinced of an impossibility -- and being the owner of the diner, that holds some weight in authority, doesn't it?

voice

[larker]

You're asking me if I'm doing this merely because someone said no?

[Pauses to give the answer some weight.]

Absolutely.

voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

You don't think that's problematic behavior?

voice

[larker]

Long answer: no.

I mean, who is that going to be a problem for?

Voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

Oh, maybe anyone who wants anything accomplished within an infrastructure. These cogs need grease, after all.

Voice

[larker]

So you believe in order to get anything done in this place, everyone should be greasing each others cogs?

Voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

I believe that's a universally efficient technique.

Voice

[larker]

Chilton. Are you greasing my cogs?

Voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

[If he were drinking something HE WOULD HAVE CHOKED ON IT.]

That sounds so provocative.

Voice

[larker]

[Missed opportunity.]

You said it first. Are you?

Voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

Would you prefer that I grease something else?

Voice

[larker]

Hey hey I asked you the question first, stop trying to butter me up for two seconds.

Voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

I -- think it would be wise to be on your good side, yes. [He regrets having to admit such, but Gabe knows what he wants.]

Voice

[larker]

[Not too often one gets to turn it on a psychiatrist.]

Why? And do you often try to get on people's good sides by hitting on them?

Voice

[slightlyoffchilt]

Surely hitting on you would involve more direction? More flattery -- or maybe, more action. You seem like the individual who values action over words.

Voice

[larker]

The whole "grease something else" part was definitely dodgy. Or are you now offering to actually jump me? Should I be worried, Chilton? What are you trying to communicate here?