No wonder you switched to me. [GUY.] Makes enough sense, also throws off your own trail since I'm pretty sure you're from a place gasoline doesn't exist if the other guy's whole "what's chlorine" thing wasn't a huge indicator.
[Luke. He means Luke.]
I can definitely get you what you need. You're responsible for ditching the evidence if you're doing something with it. But that means you need to do a favor in exchange. [A tilt of his head.] Do you know any of the others who're aligned with me right now?
Luke has his reasons for not knowing stuff like that anyway.
But no, chlorine and gasoline aren't things we have. Chemicals exist, just mostly as by-products rather than anything of use outside major scientific use. From what I've read on combustion and how motors work for most others around here, though, it just looks like a difference in the different types of fuel our worlds are used to. We have oils for the sake of lubrication and safety. But for actual use? Instead of gasoline and a spark to ignite a fire, we just use the Fifth Fonon. It causes the same reaction.
There's still fonons available around here. But I'm already risking too much getting fontech involved as it is. If I can do an option anyone else can feasibly do as well, that should work better for me.
[...that was more of a fontech rant than he wanted but whatever, moving on...
He shakes his head.]
No, I don't. I know a couple who had planned on aligning at one point or another, but no one who stuck with you. Not outside some of the deceased, anyway.
[…] I have no idea what any of that means, Guy, but I'll take your word for it. It's not like our sources where I'm from are totally normal either. Leave the fontech out of it, it'll just trace back to you a last faster like you said.
Normally this is the kind of favor I'd need security on. A buy-in. You guarantee me somebody will swap back to me and secure my numbers, gasoline's yours. But since this is a "maybe" case and may not be relevant just yet…fight me.
[What.] Go sword to sword with me. I need a sparring partner anyway and it's faster. [And goes around what Indulgence's rule means, but whatever.]
no subject
No wonder you switched to me. [GUY.] Makes enough sense, also throws off your own trail since I'm pretty sure you're from a place gasoline doesn't exist if the other guy's whole "what's chlorine" thing wasn't a huge indicator.
[Luke. He means Luke.]
I can definitely get you what you need. You're responsible for ditching the evidence if you're doing something with it. But that means you need to do a favor in exchange. [A tilt of his head.] Do you know any of the others who're aligned with me right now?
no subject
But no, chlorine and gasoline aren't things we have. Chemicals exist, just mostly as by-products rather than anything of use outside major scientific use. From what I've read on combustion and how motors work for most others around here, though, it just looks like a difference in the different types of fuel our worlds are used to. We have oils for the sake of lubrication and safety. But for actual use? Instead of gasoline and a spark to ignite a fire, we just use the Fifth Fonon. It causes the same reaction.
There's still fonons available around here. But I'm already risking too much getting fontech involved as it is. If I can do an option anyone else can feasibly do as well, that should work better for me.
[...that was more of a fontech rant than he wanted but whatever, moving on...
He shakes his head.]
No, I don't. I know a couple who had planned on aligning at one point or another, but no one who stuck with you. Not outside some of the deceased, anyway.
no subject
Normally this is the kind of favor I'd need security on. A buy-in. You guarantee me somebody will swap back to me and secure my numbers, gasoline's yours. But since this is a "maybe" case and may not be relevant just yet…fight me.
[What.] Go sword to sword with me. I need a sparring partner anyway and it's faster. [And goes around what Indulgence's rule means, but whatever.]