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[He's not comfortable with speaking to the strange screen the bracelet is capable of making appear.

But this option allows for something similar enough to a typewriter that he can function reasonably well with it.]

I am still learning my way around this place, and I should be grateful for assistance.

I would like to know what sort of work there is, for I am not a man keen on being idle. I don't have many skills as a labourer, however, but I served in Her Majesty's Army for nearly twenty years. Soldier by profession, hunter by hobby. A good shot, but I doubt there is much in that line of work here. Still, I should be glad to give most work a try, particularly for a salary.

In addition, I suppose there is nowhere to hunt here. Is there a place where, once I have the necessary funds, I may purchase a firearm of some sort? I should not like to fall out of practice, and I would be much more comfortable, I admit, knowing I've at least a revolver at the ready. Old habits, you understand.

Thank you kindly for any assistance you can provide and your time, whether or not assistance can be provided.

- Col S. Moran

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[Let a pal fill you in, fellow Moran.]

Not much in that line of work here? Oh, dear fellow, you have no idea what you're in for.

The hunting, however, you're mostly correct about. Foxes and deer are all I've found here, and they're hardly worth the shot.

Paid work in that line?

[Because that's the most important piece right now. Even if the hunting is lacklustre, that this man speaks of it at all must mean there's a place to arm himself once he has the funds.]

Wouldn't call it paid work. Not just yet, anyway. It's something you're familiar with, though.

There's a list of every person currently in the city programmed into the bracelet. Have you consulted it yet?

[You know the name to look for. Shame you're in for disappointment.]

[By the time he replies? He's seen it. Oh, has he seen it.]

Well, isn't that useful? Thank you kindly.

Fair warning, chum. He isn't what you expect.

Not yours, then?

[He knew not to even hope it was the man he knew.]

Far from. Fits into the same mould when you really give it a thought, but there are more than a very glaring differences.

Care for a cup of tea? Over which you could enlighten me about the differences. Just so I'm warned.

[Because this isn't the proper venue for that talk.]

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