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[tasteslikecoconut]

Sooooo who's got some palladium they'd like to give me? No reason. Just need it. Preferably like. I don't know. One point six grams or so. Not greedy.

Oh, and some scrap metal. Again, no reason.

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[tasteslikecoconut]

Don't do that anymore. But thanks for the tip.

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[mathemagician]

Do what?

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[tasteslikecoconut]

Don't worry about it.

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[mathemagician]

[Oh, I thought you were telling me not to tell you what to do. Now I get it.]

If you need help with whatever it is, I might be able to help, but it sounds like you've got it covered.
Otherwise, you're welcome.

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[tasteslikecoconut]

[Nope, he just doesn't blow stuff up anymore. Unless it's blowing up what he used to make to blow up. Now if only he were more social.]

Got it, thanks sport.

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[mathemagician]

[Hey, baby steps. Kengo's the same way, but he's always up for talking to fellow inventors/tech happy-science folk. He's a bit too smart for all his friends back home. 8(

Also, he's resisting the urge to make a bitter comment about being called sport. He'll deal with it. :|]