the wine of friendship

"Oohh, okay. He's changing her oil or something I guess?" Adam asked. He knew The Voice had...some kind of mechanical element to her, so he imagined her similar to the very rudimentary automatons that had begun to be made in his world just before he'd come over. "Well, no offence, but you're never gonna get me joining. I'll see if any of the nerds I know are interested, though." Adam had once been surprised he'd been able to turn one lightly kinky encounter into years of money too. "He had a reaaaally important family in one of the port towns that were super obsessed with their image. The good Navy son having sex with some criminal guy and even worse, not being on top? Jesus, he may as well have killed the whole town." Laughing, he shrugged. "I never envied him it, even though he had golden swords or whatever. Seemed like his whole life was caught up in making sure everyone thought he was perfect." As Pet was mentioned Adam looked over and smiled, a little bemused. It seemed Jigano didn't know about his relationship, if he was giving an introduction to Pet as 'The Launceleyn fellow'. "Oh, well, me and Pet come from the same place. Just...at really different times. He's..we think, we're not totally sure, but about five or six hundred years in the future from me?" Pulling a face, he added: "I asked, and I wasn't a cool household name by then. How shit is that?" Lost mothers were common around Caido. "...What was your mum like?" Adam asked, thinking Jigano might like to reminiscence. A D A M Do you wanna dance? Do you wanna fight? Do you wanna get drunk and stay the night?