[MoM] IC CONTACT POST

[microbrobotics]

"Hey, you've reached Hiro Hamada. Text me like a normal person and not a weirdo."

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[glitchinthesystem]

Hiro, this is me we're talking about. I'm in a constant state of hurting myself. You'll have to live with it.

[ Rubbing at his neck he tilts his head to Hiro. ]

We know who did it yet?

[microbrobotics]

Well hurt yourself a little less. You make me ache just looking at you.

[ He freezes a little at that. For a moment, he considers not telling Glitch at all. ]

... Yeah. There's a post on the network - looks like Crane.

[glitchinthesystem]

[ The name sets his jaw on edge.

Of course. It's the motherfucker who played games with Hiro's head. Still, he restrains himself from moving, but his fists noticeably clench and brows furrow. ]

Yeah, should've figured. Ugh, fuckin' dick. Least he's outed now.

[ Then he turns his head back to Hiro. ]

You gonna do anything about him? [ A simple question. He just wants to know. ]

[microbrobotics]

[ He hangs his head for a moment, looking down at his clenched fists. ]

I - I don't know. We should.

[glitchinthesystem]

Fuck, now this is where morals come into play, isn't it? Killing him's not an option, is it?

[ Because Glitch has played with the thought and despite is bravado, taking a life doesn't sound easy to do. ]

[microbrobotics]

He'd just come back worse than ever.

[ And he just plain doesn't want to hurt anyone. ]

[glitchinthesystem]

Right. Hm.

Well, we could go with a one thousand year dungeon too. That might work. [ A look to Hiro as he points a finger. ]

You can design it, right? Make the walls out of nullifiers or something.

[microbrobotics]

... Technically? Yes? But still not feasible.

[glitchinthesystem]

Then genius something up. Like, a pocket dimension we can shove him into. Or better yet! A black hole.