On considering boomtown

[demolitions]

While I do appreciate you findin' somethin' which looks to be 'right up my alley,' I like to think I've moved on a bit from workin' in a mine. And that part about it bein' on another planet? That's more of a drawback than a sellin' point, darlin'. Ain't no need for any bold new frontiers just yet.

And for the record, the possibility of Raylan goin' there does not hold quite the same appeal for me as it does for you. You tell me Ava's willin' to come along and then we'll talk.

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[raylan_givens]

Oh I dunno, Boyd, you bein' from another planet ain't too much of a stretch.

[demolitions]

You will have your joke, Raylan. I don't think you're gonna be laughin' too much if you find yourself there as well.

[erebored]

Oh? Would you have crawled out of any mountain I know of?

[ But you don't have a beard, and you speak strangely. ]

omg smaug

[demolitions]

I'd say that depends on whether or not you spend much time in Kentucky. Lookin' at you, I'm gonna guess 'no.'

which is funny because I went, OMG BOYD

[erebored]

[ What is this 'Kentucky' it sounds ridiculous enough to be Elvish. ]

I've never had the pleasure. Your Kentucky must not enjoy an overabundance of wealth in its mines if I had never heard of it. [ Yeah that's it. ]

/dances around with~

[demolitions]

That's more a matter of what you'd consider to be wealth. There's an overabundance of coal, but somethin' tells me you wouldn't have much need of that.

[erebored]

I believe I have a very good idea of wealth and where to find it. [ Smaug's maw twists into a smile of teeth, and flame licking in the back of his throat. ] 'Something tells you' and by 'looking at' - you should take care to speak more transparently to the likes of me, Kentucky-Man.

[demolitions]

I guess I won't be expectin' a visit from you after all, then. And here I wanted to show you my rocket launcher.

Au contraire, I believe I'll just keep right on bein' opaque, if it's all the same to you.

[godelsolution]

Would you have to mine? New frontiers means new adventures, right?

[demolitions]

I got a lot of expertise in that area, so I expect it'd be a good place to start. Provided I actually do go, that is.

[He does like to blow shit up, so there's that.]

[godelsolution]

Maybe you ought to. Might be better for you, in the long run. Depending on where you're meant to end.

[demolitions]

So long as it ain't so much of a dead end job as it is back home, it sure as hell beats farmin'. Or bein' in prison.

[godelsolution]

Pretty much everything would beat prison, yeah?

[demolitions]

A body gets used to it after the first half a dozen times. Still, it's not my first choice for livin' accommodations.

[godelsolution]

Well, anyone can get used to anything.

[demolitions]

True enough. Although livin' on a different planet might be stretchin' things, just a bit.

[godelsolution]

Maybe. Or it could be a good experience.

[demolitions]

It'd certainly spice up my resume, I'll give you that.

[godelsolution]

This is true!

[stakesandsparklers]

I didn't want to leave me own girlfriend back home, neither, but sometimes you don't got no choice, like if your mun don't listen to ya, or no one's got your ladyfriend in their headspace and that. At least you got your mates, yeah?

[demolitions]

I may not be seein' much of my lady either way, if the mun pulls me from a point where I'm lookin' at the prospect of spendin' twenty years or more behind bars. Six months might not be a bad trade off in that respect.

[Always the realist, he is.]

[stakesandsparklers]

You'd probably be more likely to see your ladyfriend here than in prison, anyhow.

[demolitions]

The likelihood of seein' is pretty good, but it don't compare much to the likelihood of touchin' and there ain't no chance of that in Tramble Penitentiary. So there's a consideration.

[stakesandsparklers]

What'd you do to get in prison, anyhow? It don't matter to me, 'cos everyone gets a second chance and all. Eli said.

But just out of curiosity.

[demolitions]

Income tax evasion.

[The first time, anyway.]

[stakesandsparklers]

Twenty years just 'cos you didn't pay your tax?

[The horror of the notion that he could go to prison for the same thing...for twenty years.]

[demolitions]

Not just, no.

[Hope you weren't looking for any elaboration on that, Tom.]

[gristle]

So, who's Ava?

[demolitions]

At this point in time, Ava is my fiancée.

[Go ahead. Ask him what she was before.]

[gristle]

'At this point in time?'

[You can almost hear the air quotes.]

That's a bit ominous. You all Doctor who-y or something?

[demolitions]

[He gets the reference, go him!]

No, we just have what you might call a colorful past.

[gristle]

A colorful past in this instance meanin' broken up a hundred times and tried to light one another on fire? Cause I've mates who done that, and it always ends up rubbish.

[demolitions]

Well no, not exactly. She was married to my little brother up until the day when she filed for divorce by way of pluggin' him through the heart with a shotgun while he was sittin' over his supper. When I came over some time later to have a friendly chat about it all, she made me the same offer, although fortunately, not quite as well-aimed.

Surprisin'ly, things went up from there.