[A laugh! It's Sampo's lucky day, he managed to get a laugh out of the stoic Captain. Gepard's face looks sweeter when he does, and he really is very handsome when he isn't being stern.]
There isn't a lock in Belobog that I can't pick. [Really, there isn't. Lock technology on this backwater planet is antiquated, stuff that's been cracked out in the wider galaxy for a few centuries. It's kind of fun, getting to pick these old styles rather than having to break through more advanced digital safeguards.] I'll try not to break any of yours!
[There will be more than one morning where Gepard will find some lock that he'd placed sitting on his kitchen table, just to let him know that it was no match for Figaro. Even if it wasn't a lock that he'd put on his house.]
I'll give you a heads up. It would be rude of me to surprise you first thing in the morning! Besides, you might hit me, and you've got a good arm on you.
[If that bottle swing when he'd tried to subdue Gepard in that back alley is any indication.]
[He tips his head at Gepard, pondering something he'd said-- a little curious gesture.]
Does it bother you that much that you don't know my name? You asked me for a fake one. [He would've given Gepard a fake one anyway, it's only sensible, but at least it wouldn't have been so out in the open.]
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Date: 2024-06-19 04:17 am (UTC)There isn't a lock in Belobog that I can't pick. [Really, there isn't. Lock technology on this backwater planet is antiquated, stuff that's been cracked out in the wider galaxy for a few centuries. It's kind of fun, getting to pick these old styles rather than having to break through more advanced digital safeguards.] I'll try not to break any of yours!
[There will be more than one morning where Gepard will find some lock that he'd placed sitting on his kitchen table, just to let him know that it was no match for Figaro. Even if it wasn't a lock that he'd put on his house.]
I'll give you a heads up. It would be rude of me to surprise you first thing in the morning! Besides, you might hit me, and you've got a good arm on you.
[If that bottle swing when he'd tried to subdue Gepard in that back alley is any indication.]
[He tips his head at Gepard, pondering something he'd said-- a little curious gesture.]
Does it bother you that much that you don't know my name? You asked me for a fake one. [He would've given Gepard a fake one anyway, it's only sensible, but at least it wouldn't have been so out in the open.]