no u sed 'don't' but i figured it was a monster thing. why no drinky?
he hasn't been here long. he lives with me. and he doesn't have a job or wutev i think he just sits around the house all day. idk. he's a weird dude but...
but no wine just seems like idk. u give wine 2 ppl u don't really kno. n he drinks whiskey. and coffee. lots of whiskey n coffee. isn't there any place round here 2 get like gift baskets?
Wow. Well, maybe this can be a learning opportunity. A chance to, I don't know, start doing things differently, get closer to people. :)
[He honestly doesn't mean anything passive-aggressive by that - it's just that he's getting an impression from Jack that isn't altogether unfamiliar to him, of something like an emotionally distant businessman so far removed from the common man he can hardly see things from the common man's perspective; like some business partners he's known, except... on a futuristic, cosmic scale.
And heck, it's not like Marco himself hasn't been guilty of similar lacks of perspective in the past.]
yea i've ben getting the feeling rich ppl in other places aren't usually as rich as i am back home. n nobody else comes from a corporatocracy. it's weird. cause a lot of people come from like similar worlds? or places with shit in common?
but i guess u gotta point. ben a long time since i wasn't apparently ludicrously wealthy n in charge of everything.
yea c in space shit's not divided up by countries or planets, it's companies. like i don't say i'm tantalaen, i'm hyperion. that's my company, that's my allegiance. wut planet i come from doesn't matter. but companies r the 1s in charge of public services, law enforcement, civic infrastructure... i mean actual politicians n shit do that stuff, there's mayors n sheriffs n some companies have human armies - we don't, we use robots since...why send a bunch of ppl 2 die when robots? n there's like a whole board of ppl to approve n vote on shit...
but yea 'president of x company' doesn't just mean president of the company, it means PRESIDENT.
[And true to his word, Jack is indeed waiting, feeling like an idiot without a coffee to drink or a cigarette to smoke. He never knows what to do with his hands these days. Weird things that come with changing into a robot.]
[But it's nice to get out, and with somebody who isn't Rick. A guy needs variety! Marco's a cool enough dude, from all Jack can tell, and he sure as shit could use some help picking out some kind of gift for his double. Dude's been mopey, it's bumming him out.]
[For his part, Marco just appreciates going out, especially if someone's inviting him to. Not that he doesn't get many invitations - he wasn't entirely truthful with Jack, there - but, well, it's important for him to be out there and do things. He knows himself well enough now to realise that nothing good comes of stewing in his own thoughts alone for too long.
So here he is, that usual courteous smile on his face. It's kind of chilly out today, but that's how he likes it.]
Nah, I just forget that it takes me quicker to get around now just walking. Robot legs. Gotta say, annoying as a lot of the bot shit is...don't mind not having an aching back and knees that freak out every time it gets cold!
[It's undeniable that Jack is far healthier and in far better shape as he is now.]
[But he's amiable and enthusiastic when he pushes off from the decorative post he's been leaning against.]
And I'm pretty sure robots don't physically age, so...score on that part!
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< H.Jack69 >
dunno. u met a dude who looks like me, only younger and like he lifts trucks for fun?
<marco>
Did I say I can't drink?
I mean I don't drink.
:)
And I guess I haven't met your friend, no.
< H.Jack69 >
he hasn't been here long. he lives with me. and he doesn't have a job or wutev i think he just sits around the house all day. idk. he's a weird dude but...
idk ¯\_(0.0)_/¯
<marco>
For health-related reasons.
I see, I see.
Sounds like a gift is just the thing to perk him up then.
< H.Jack69 >
yeah? so...like wut?
<marco>
I'm not sure. I haven't met your friend.
< H.Jack69 >
he drinks a lot. he smokes. i think he likes cats?
a...a smoking, drinking cat? is that a thing?
<marco>
Maybe
you can get him a good wine.
< H.Jack69 >
wut about
shit
idk
this is hard!
<marco>
Although come to think of it that probably means neither of us could afford one here.
< H.Jack69 >
but no wine just seems like idk. u give wine 2 ppl u don't really kno. n he drinks whiskey. and coffee. lots of whiskey n coffee. isn't there any place round here 2 get like gift baskets?
<marco>
Just not as much as I used to.
[Not that Marco's the type to brag about it!... Something about what Jack said just rubbed him the wrong way, that's all.]
Well, sure, a gift basket is also an option.
You know, maybe we should just start looking and you're bound to think of something eventually.
< H.Jack69 >
yea ur probly rite
thanx n all that
and u kno...it's not like i never give gifts or anything. i just used to have secretaries and assistants 2 do this shit 4 me.
<marco>
Well, maybe this can be a learning opportunity.
A chance to, I don't know, start doing things differently, get closer to people. :)
[He honestly doesn't mean anything passive-aggressive by that - it's just that he's getting an impression from Jack that isn't altogether unfamiliar to him, of something like an emotionally distant businessman so far removed from the common man he can hardly see things from the common man's perspective; like some business partners he's known, except... on a futuristic, cosmic scale.
And heck, it's not like Marco himself hasn't been guilty of similar lacks of perspective in the past.]
< H.Jack69 >
but i guess u gotta point. ben a long time since i wasn't apparently ludicrously wealthy n in charge of everything.
<marco>
I'm sorry, a corporatocracy?
[Marco Evangelisti, former capitalist who tried not to be as bad as most capitalists (to debatable success), is sensing some Red Flags.]
< H.Jack69 >
but yea 'president of x company' doesn't just mean president of the company, it means PRESIDENT.
i'm a world leader, bb!
<marco>
[That's... kind of scary...]
I was just a regular old CEO.
Ha.
< H.Jack69 >
now i am not.
<marco>
That's life.
So, when/where are we meeting up?
< H.Jack69 >
<marco>
There are a few shops nearby, so...
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[And true to his word, Jack is indeed waiting, feeling like an idiot without a coffee to drink or a cigarette to smoke. He never knows what to do with his hands these days. Weird things that come with changing into a robot.]
[But it's nice to get out, and with somebody who isn't Rick. A guy needs variety! Marco's a cool enough dude, from all Jack can tell, and he sure as shit could use some help picking out some kind of gift for his double.
Dude's been mopey, it's bumming him out.]
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So here he is, that usual courteous smile on his face. It's kind of chilly out today, but that's how he likes it.]
Oh, I hope I didn't keep you waiting.
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[It's undeniable that Jack is far healthier and in far better shape as he is now.]
[But he's amiable and enthusiastic when he pushes off from the decorative post he's been leaning against.]
And I'm pretty sure robots don't physically age, so...score on that part!
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