idle hands

ADAM it's not a cry for help, it's just a cry for connection. "Okay. I mean, I'm good with some slow burn, but I don't wanna be 80 by the time this thing kicks off. How soon are you gonna be able to get stuff going?" Adam was not a patient man, in contrast to Lucas. He had always persued instant gratification and had dropped many a thread of his life because it couldn't deliver results right away. But when it was someone else's project, perhaps it wouldn't be too bad. As long as it wasn't too long. He didn't like the way Lucas said go on at all, could practically smell the evil intent, but he'd begun now. Adam knew he was likely doing something stupid, but perhaps he could spin it to be less bad? "Well. I have this...friend. Nate. He's an Outlander too, from some weird other place. He's kinda lost here, and he doesn't really know whats going on. But he's smart and he has a lotta medical knowledge, so maybe we could use him? I know if I asked he'd prolly consider it." i'd trade my life and health, to make people pay attention. I'd sacrifice myself for the sake of entertainment.