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[schrodingerscatalyst]

[Have a man who smiles tightly, with no real warmth behind it. Like a courier who's come with some horrible news.]

Hi. I'm Peter Bishop and let's just get this out of the way: yes, for all intents and purposes I am Walter Bishop's son. Please try not to hold that against me. Oh-- and if he gets into any trouble, let me know. [He thinks for a second, head dipped down slightly] Actually, make that when he gets into any trouble.

Anyway, I've got some experience with the FBI so the Resort's decided to bring me on as an investigator. Try not to hold that against me either. I'm not here to bust anybody's chops. Just want to make sure the wrong tech doesn't fall into the wrong hands. So if you need any help, uh. [And like that, he's lost momentum. How do you end these things.]

I'll be around.

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[timesbureaucrat]

[Narvin tries to imagine Walter Bishop involved in the shaping of a young mind...

...it's a terrifying prospect.]

Narvinektralonum. Programming and engineering specialist.

Perhaps you can start by investigating where your father's sense of propriety vanished off to.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[You're telling him.]

You're assuming he had any to begin with. What'd he do?

[timesbureaucrat]

It's not so much specific things he's done as it is...everything.

[And Narvin is such a tight-laced prude that half the things Walter says strike him as vaguely inappropriate.]

He's a highly intelligent human, I'll give him that, but when he's speaking about anything other than research...

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[Peter doesn't think that's entirely Narvin's issue.]

I think I understand. Walter's... definitely an acquired taste.

[timesbureaucrat]

...

I have no intention of tasting Dr. Bishop.

Ever.

roflcopter

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[That earns a genuine laugh.]

Can't say I blame you. With all the stuff he's put into his system it'd probably be like licking a cane toad.

[timesbureaucrat]

...Cane toad?

I didn't know that he was involved in DNA alterations.

[Narvin doesn't know what a cane toad is, or the significance of the reference, so he thinks that the things Walter put in his system that Peter is referring to are chemicals rewriting his genetic structure to be more cane toad-like.]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Nah. Just mind alterations.

Don't give him any ideas, though.

[ratkicker]

Jade. Investigative photographer. We might get a chance to work together.

[She's smiling a little, but she's trying to come off as neutral as possible.]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Jade. Now that name's a lot easier to pronounce.

You part of the security team too?

[ratkicker]

[Compared to some of the names she ran into here, she might agree.].

Nah. I'm an explorer, but I do a lot of freelance on the side. I'd be up for working a bit for security.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Well, I can't hire you... but maybe you could work something out with my boss.

[ratkicker]

Boss? Right. [That might be a bit too much mission hunting for her at the moment.]

That's fine. I'll talk to him if I need a job.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Fair enough. [Agent K's kinda formidable, he figures that already]

And I'll keep you in mind... once I get a case.

[athousandcurses]

You're Dr. Bischop's son? What a sweet old man, you should be very proud of him.

[Grainne, in fact, does not seem like she's joking.]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[blank stare]

We're talking about the same Walter Bishop, right? Old? Forgetful? Likes to keep the canned peaches next to his jars of body parts?

[athousandcurses]

Well, that is a trait more suited to a magus, I think. But yes, I believe it is the same man.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

I'm sure there's some people who'd swear Walter was an evil wizard.

[athousandcurses]

Oh no, I've known too many of those. Dr. Bishop doesn't have the right sort of prana signature.

[ewestmarch]

Not much to investigate.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[He could point out the obvious, i.e. rotting zombie in front of him, but he wisely (for once) holds his tongue.]

Well, that's good, isn't it? I'll need the downtime.

[ewestmarch]

[you're gonna be investigating the bottom of a well, son.]

How do you feel about spiders?

[This here: an extremely unpleasant smile.]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[Probably. And oh yeah, he's just loving that smile.]

Um. Same way most people do, I guess. Is there a spider mystery I'm gonna need to solve?

[ewestmarch]

The strange mystery of how you plan to go outside at night without firearms.

[She wiggles her gloved fingers. Mystery~~~]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Big can of Raid isn't gonna cut it, huh?

[ewestmarch]

[Can of raid. Can? Of raid?

Is the translator working correctly? How can you put a raid in a can?]

What is that, what does that mean?

[most_feared]

Glad to have you aboard, slick.

I'm Agent K. I'm the chief of Import Security here, which is currently a very small department so the help is very much appreciated.

Hate to put you to work so quick, but when you get a chance drop by the office and I'll talk to you.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

There goes that downtime. [He's smiling ruefully, but the truth is he really does need the distraction.]

I can be there in ten.

[most_feared]

Sure thing. I'll be in when you're ready.

[He hardly leaves work.]

[usfuzzies]

Trouble-? Seemed pretty responsible.

[Ben's view of the world can be a bit...tunneled. Walter seemed like a fellow scientist, and Ben gave him the benefit of the doubt without thinking. His default assumption is that his fellow humans will all behave rationally.

Yes, he's frequently disappointed. But Walter's done nothing to lose his trust, yet.]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

You guys are seriously making me wonder if we have two Walters running around here.

[And then he realizes what he just said]

We... don't, right? Just the one in the cardigans?

[usfuzzies]

Cardigans and a healthy interest in xenoecology. That's him.

[schrodingerscatalyst]

Good.

He's a brilliant man. But if there's one thing you should know about Walter, besides the snappy dress sense and the weird hobbies... it's that he needs supervision. Constant supervision.

[because_its_cool]

Peter!

[Overjoyed Walter is very overjoyed.]

I didn't think you wanted to come along. So you changed your mind! It'll be good for you, taking some time away and putting that mind of yours to work.

Where's Olivia? I assume you two have some catching up to do, all things considered.

[There's that Look, the one Walter gets on his face when he's talking about birth control methods and sexual positions best left in the Kama Sutra.]

[schrodingerscatalyst]

[He's about to say he has no idea what Walter's talking about, that he might still be a little pissed at his would-be father but he's not sure he'd be pissed enough to let him go to another planet unaccompanied... but the mention of Olivia is like a sock to the gut. It obliterates all other concerns for the moment.]

I don't think she really wants to see me right now, Walter.