Hole in one [Video from Leige's Temple]

[organ_pharming]

[There are no bars in the shot this time. Pharma hasn't been in a cell for a while now- merely under house arrest at his patron's temple. The camera shows the good doctor standing over something that looks like this:



He very carefully lines up his shot and gives the ball a gentle tap. It rolls along the green, bouncing off one side at the calculated angle and tips into the cup. Pharma smirks, leaning the club over one shoulder.]

Not a very challenging course. But satisfying, all the same.

I have to say, the speed and efficiency of the law system around here has definitely given me time to improve my game.

Comments

[Action]

[maxicpolarity]

You can call it that if you like, given that explaining most of it is not within the realm of possibility.

[Partially because it was complex, yes, but partially because Liege did not know. Primus's technology was vast, both alien and familiar, miraculous and scientific.]

I am certain it will.

If you provide me with a list, I can take care of the rest. Unless you'd be interested in assisting me with the research?

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[organ_pharming]

Right. [He'll deal that when it comes up, then. Right now, it's enough to have a good reputation with one of this planet's 'God'-like entities.]

Based on what evidence?

Might as well use my skills while you have them. [Pharma's not used to assisting- its been so long since he was that low on the totem pole- but he's very interested in the project. Just smart enough not to sound like it.]

[Action]

[maxicpolarity]

Based on frequency of occurrence.

You are not the first Refugees to fall onto Cybertron.

[He crouches, inspecting the golf setup.]

I will use you, yes. But it is my preference that you receive something from it as well. You have too keen a mind to waste.

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[organ_pharming]

Ah. Have you collected data from past occurrences? Or was it too difficult without the rest of us buying time by dieing horribly?

[Not that he was a part of any of that nonsense.]

Don't worry, I expect recompense. And you flatter me- but, it's true.

[Taps the club on his shoulder.] Have you ever played before?

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[maxicpolarity]

[He stares at you for a moment through narrowed optic slits.]

This last time marked the first occurrence in which the glyphless followed a pattern I had documented before. I would hardly be so remiss as to let such data slip by otherwise.

[And he doesn't like the implication that he did.]

You'll have something worthwhile, besides your mind.

[He expects that he will profit greatly from you, and...well. He is sure something will rub off in the meantime for you to gain.]

If I am to play, we will need somewhere bigger.