trying to go national treasure on me here

[treasurephilia]

Okay, okay, I admit it. At first, I thought I was going to be miserable.

But you're scanning Revolutionary War letters and getting paid to do it! You do know those two things are mutually exclusive in my line of work, right?




So, listen... I've, uh, heard a lot about the secrets of the Declaration of Independence....

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Stop me if you don't want spoilers for kh3d

[heartisabattleground]

[Head tilt.]

War letters?

I mind not the spoilers that may come!

[treasurephilia]

Yeah, uh.... [Twirls his hands a bit.] Letters military men wrote during the Revolutionary War. Neat stuff.

All right just making sure.

[heartisabattleground]

Soooo like the keyblade war?

[treasurephilia]

[And you lost him.]

...the what?

[heartisabattleground]

The Keyblade war, you know, the-oh...wait you probably wouldn't...sorry.

Well, haven't you ever heard of the story here all the worlds used to be one, before darkness went and swallowed them up, but the light in children's hearts reformed them into smaller worlds?

[treasurephilia]

[He's not sure exactly what kind of wacky weed this kid got into, but he's suddenly all for stricter drug regulations.]

Yeah, okay, maybe when I was five and Mommy read me bedtime stories. You seem a little old to be believing in Santa.

[heartisabattleground]

[Eyebrow raise. What kind of stuff are you on, Mister?]

Santa is real though, I met him. And it's true.

[flynnitomite]

Did you get dropped on your head, mate? That sounds boring as piss.

[treasurephilia]

Yeah, we'll see how boring it is when I the one swimming in a pool of eighteenth century gold.

[flynnitomite]

Is that before or after they make you employee of the month for your secretary work?

[treasurephilia]

Now there's no need to be upset just because I'd get employee of the month while you're still doing janitorial work.

[flynnitomite]

Don't knock it. Janitor gets all the keys.

[treasurephilia]

H'yeah and all the trash.

Not to mention cleaning all those dirty toilets....

[blackopsbullshit]

You just can't keep your nose out of things, can you, Drake?

[treasurephilia]

Talbot.

I'm starting to think you might like me with how much time you spend following me around.

[blackopsbullshit]

Don't flatter yourself, please.

It is merely entertaining to see what trouble you will get yourself into next.

[treasurephilia]

About as entertaining as me watching you be Marlowe's lapdog.

[blackopsbullshit]

A shame you couldn't save her so you could continue that little hobby of yours.

[treasurephilia]

I tried. And who knows--I'm not quite old enough to retire yet.

[clickandshoot]

Really? You're going for that angle on war letters? They're not that bad.

[treasurephilia]

Oh c'mon, have you read some of these letters, Elena? "To my dearest cousin, I hope you fair well in your travels from Boston to Charleston...."

It's only not bad if it involves a crazily stupid adventure for lost, mystical treasure.

[clickandshoot]

Okay, so maybe they're slightly boring, but they're informative. They give you a firsthand perspective on life during that time period? I don't know, they're treasures in their own way.

[treasurephilia]

Yeah, but I can't make a living off Aunt Harriet's letter to her niece about some pigs and tea.

And I know you need a better story than that....

[clickandshoot]

Better, yeah, but I'm okay with what I've got now. The bad stuff always makes the good stuff more worthwhile.

[treasurephilia]

...So you're saying that running through mutant and war criminal infested Shambhala makes your time with me more worthwhile?