hey bill, whatcha thinkin bout? idk just ~eway~

[brass_balls]

Look. Miss Mun. Gallivanting round some mansion sounds like a grand old time if I were anyone else, but I've got work to do back in Rapture. The old girl isn't gonna patch herself up every time some bloody fool lets the pipes freeze over.

And if what I'm hearing in this head of yours is right, Mister Ryan's gonna need me just as much as the city will. I gotcha, I'll try to talk to him and it'll go in one ear and out the other -- but he's a mate, and as long as there's a chance to get through to him, I'm not gonna stand and let him watch his ship go down without someone at his side. That's just not how I work.

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[whatseparates]

[slightly horrified staring]

[brass_balls]

[ ...what, is there something on his face ]

You all right, son?

[whatseparates]

[yes. it's a beard.

also his imminent death.]

...Fine, I'm fine. Are you--

[brass_balls]

[ That was a totally believable claim except for the part where it wasn't. McDonagh is slightly worried about this kid. ]

You want to sit down before you try saying that again?

[whatseparates]

Are you Bill McDonagh?

[He will stand here awkwardly, thank you.]

[brass_balls]

[ Blink blink. ]

I'm afraid I am. [ A closer look at Jack's face, in case they've met before, but no -- although the kid does look kiiiiind of familiar. ] Miss Mun's bein' reticent about who you are, though.

[whatseparates]

I'm Jack.

[Honest, but unhelpful.]

[rapturing]

So many broken toys...patches, patches~

[brass_balls]

[ Oh god. Dear-mun is vague and handwavy enough that he recognises her as a Little Sister, but shockingly enough, that doesn't actually make her any less disconcerting.

Bill mouths 'bloody hell', but doesn't say it out loud, because she may be a horrifying zombie kid but she's a kid nonetheless. ]

Uh...

[ good god what do you even SAY ]

Haven't got any toys for you. Sorry, lass.

[ aaaaaaugh ]

[rapturing]

Not my toys. No angels left. All flew away...

[brass_balls]

[ The poor kid is soft in the head. Bill... kind of wishes he could angrily ask "who would do such a thing?!" without actually knowing the answer. ]

Is that right?

...Listen, my girl, is your... [ swallow ] ...your dad anywhere round here?

[ I mean, they have those Protector things for a reason, right? Makes sense to make sure she's not in harm's way. ]

[rapturing]

Daddies all gone. Flew away under the water with the angels.

[brass_balls]

[ She seems to understand him at least, even if she's determined to talk like a book of riddles.

Half of Bill wants to get far away from this creepy creature, but the other half of him doesn't want to leave a child by herself. Grimacing, he makes himself crouch down to her level, trying to pretend like she's a regular kid. A regular kid. Not a smelly, spooky, glowy-eyed... thing. ]

You should be finding somewhere safe, alright?

[rapturing]

Safe with daddy. No daddies, no safe.

[usskickass]

Well, the mansion'll be a vacation, then. Darn thing fixes itself.

[brass_balls]

It'll put me square out of a job, then.

[ Polite nod to the lady! ]

Don't think I've had the pleasure. Bill McDonagh.

[usskickass]

Shannon Beiste. It's French.

[As for the job thing:]

I think you'll find somethin' to do. The events don't exactly let us settle in to relax, really.

[brass_balls]

Oh, them. [ His tone darkens a little. ] Almost forgot I'd have them to deal with an' all. I can't wait. How bad do they generally get?

[usskickass]

Some are just goofy. Make you act a little different or somethin'.

But...others are more. Violent.

wow I didn't see this I'm sorry

[brass_balls]

Thanks for the warning, then.

Exactly how violent are you getting at?

[ Not that having his behaviour changed sounds like fun either, but if it's temporary he can deal with it. He's got his strongly-held beliefs, but he's also a practical man, so let's prioritise talking about the stuff that might risk life and limb. ]

HEY BRO can I belatedly jump in here with a test muse??? ALSO OMG JIM BEAVER???

[songofmars]

Noble protests indeed.

ONLY ALWAYS also yes and I keep almost writing with Bobby's voice it's ridiculous

[brass_balls]

I don't know about noble, sir. I've taken on a job back in Rapture, bare minimum I can do is see it through to the end.

flawless

[songofmars]

Not everyone I've met would see it that way.

[brass_balls]

Well, that's what Rapture was made for, so to speak.

[ One of the nice things about d_m is that he can speak freely about his baby without betraying the whole secrecy thing. ]

So the folks as do see it that way can get an honest day's work done, without the folks as don't breathing down our necks.

[ Yes, it is literally Galt's Gulch minus the stupid magic hologram valley thing (plus stupid magic superpower sea slugs). And he's proud as hell of it. ]

[songofmars]

Founded on ideals. I see.