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Engineer / Dell Conagher ⬤ Team Fortress 2
residential district ⬤ level three
moonblessing ⬤ sanguis

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april 6th

[crabbmarche]

[Very early in the morning, Engineer's inbox is going to explode.]

Laborer I need you.
Your help.
I need your help is what I mean.
Come to my apartment when you get this. It's urgent.

action

[spah]

wHt

[Well, Dell WAS sleeping. He's barely out of bed when his finger accidentally hits send. How the hell do kids around here text so sleep deprived??]

What's going on?

[Whether or not Spy actually answers, Engie throws on an undershirt and jeans and heads over to the other merc's apartment anyway. He rubs at his eyes as he knocks on the door.

Spook, you better have a REAL good reason for this.]

text - may 01

[codecmoment]

Hello Mr. Texan!

It's Dell, right?

It's been a while since we did our little outing. I'm not usually that friendly, just so you know -- Iris moon and such. I have been thinking about folks suffering during the moon phases, and wanted to let you know if you need anything, message me. We old engineering guys need to stick together.

Take care. New month, new mess of things.
-- Hal/Otacon

[spah]

Howdy, Hal.

Don't think I need anything right now. Being honest, that Harvest Boon night was rough for me. Got me worried about tonight. But so far I ain't tried to kill anyone for no reason. Guess that's a good sign.

Appreciate the check-in.

text; post harvest-boon

[wireable]

[ a couple days past the three moons aligning, dell's unit will beep with an incoming message from one SHIMADA, GENJI. ]

Engineer, I hope you have been recovering from the festivities well. Dr. Ziegler let me know you seemed without major injuries when I brought you to her.

I wanted to apologize for having to knock you out, but I figured it was the safest option at the time. No hard feelings?

[spah]

[It takes Engineer a couple hours to respond. Partly because he's at work, partly because he's trying to make himself confront the whole thing.]

No hard feelings. I was actually going to thank you for it.

More surprised you were so gentle about it. Coulda just got the wrench out of hand and hit me back.

[He'd kidding. He appreciates not having a concussion.]

post fight, Julyish???

[biotictouch]

thank you by the way for the other evening. you were a massive help.

when are you available next? just wondering.

[spah]

Weren't no thing, doc.

As for availability... I've been moving, but I could probably work in a break about any time. You talking about that drink?

8/20

[fractaljesus]

[On the morning of the 20th, Dell will find a small package delivered to his address with the Dinnumion he'd requested two weeks ago contained within.]

((OOC: You don't have to respond to this, it's just a notification,))

text, 9/4

[crabbmarche]

Dell.

If you aren't busy, I've managed to make a batch of wine that I'm happy with. but I could use a second opinion.

[spah]

Hey there.

Finally did it, huh? Sure. I can be a wine sort of fella. Did it enough at parties, anyway. Where and when?

voice 🠲 text;

[sidecars]

Heya, pal! I hear you're the one to talk to about a new rifle!

[spah]

Sure, probably.

Whatcha got in mind?

text

[saigawa]

hey, engie!
this is kashuu kiyomitsu.
i found a good place we can test out ice magic at.
will you be free once cordis cycle comes?

[spah]

Howdy there,

Likely will. What'd you find?

text | j.valentine (just pm me if you're not into this!)

[torsion]

Hey.
Here you do munitions. You looking for a second hand?
Rather not offer it out when you've got a stake in it already.

[spah]

Munitions is part of what I do, sure.

I usually work alone, but what do you got in mind?

[Sometime this month] Text: CATPURRCCINO

[chainlinks]

Hello.

Do you know what a Kotatsu is?

[spah]

Hey there.

It's... a table with a blanket, right? Think I've seen them before.

Wow it's me again flooding your inbox | Text un;CATPURRCCINO

[chainlinks]

[It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas...well neon not!Christmas, but there's snow and usually this is about when celebrations are to be had.

Ren needs to be prepared. But he needs a proper teacher.]

Senpai. [After Project:Laser Kotatsu 1988, Ren will not call him anything else.] I was wondering if you were better with forging weapons or working with guns.

[Umm...]

I have a few friends I would like to make special weapons for.

[UMMM...]

hey i love it

[spah]

Senpai, huh? [Engineer grins as he types.] Guessing I've upgraded.

[ok shut up engie ANYWAY time to enable this teenager--]

Welp. I've done both, so that depends on what you got in mind.

[engie NO]

[24hourcinderella]

[What's that? Looks like Majima left something behind after he stopped by Conagher Munitions to chat.

It's a book titled Destroying Your Discotheque: Popular Dance Moves and How to Nail Them with a bow stuck directly to the cover. "From the box step to the worm!" the tagline says. Inside are step by step photographic breakdowns of the dances in question... but other than that yeah, you just got gag-gifted, yankee boy.

But if ol' Dell isn't too disgusted to inspect it, there's something stuck between the pages causing them to bow up slightly, which turns out to be a gift voucher for a high-end steakhouse. It should cover the cost of a night dining out or two. Happy Firalia!]

[spah]

[GOD DAMMIT.

Too bad Engineer appreciates it all the same. He'll probably get a phone call thanking him at some point too - if not without a little ribbing. Happy Firalia, Majima.]

Christmas Delivery

[searchingforlove]

[On Christmas Dell will get a basket delivered to him with freshly baked goods as well as a special gift just for him.]

My sweet Engie,

There are several flavors for these beers. Personally I'm always one to just enjoy a classic but it can be fun to try something new now and then. Let me know what you think, dear.

Yours truly,

Manuela

[spah]

[This is already the best gift he's gotten so far.

He's sure to send her a message later, giving her both his sincere thanks and assuring her he's already downed some of her gift already. It's much appreciated.]

text;

[tekhartha]

[or, to be more precise: a photograph, featuring a very human Zenyatta, sat in front of his mirror and waving one dusky, long-fingered hand at his reflection. His eyes (!) are a brighter blue than ever, and ever so slightly creased with a playful, lilting smile.

He's also naked, but given that there's nothing much on show other than a smooth expanse of chest and waist, it's obviously more to showcase that he has a body in the first place, rather than the body itself.]

Science is truly fascinating!

[spah]

[















slowly

saves photo for later

but also what the fuck he's texting Zenyatta back rIGHT NOW--]

That really you, Zen??

january 19th exactly.

[biotictouch]

[ Somewhere, sometime during the day's passing, a small gift box had been left unassumingly in, or near Engineer's workshop. It's not loudly decorated, nor is it blatant what it is at first, just wrapped with a bit of paper and some twine. ]

I've left you something at your shop.

I do hope you enjoy your day.

[ Inside? A meticulously wrapped apple tart. Enough for one; maybe two if no one's particularly feeling dessert. Tucked near is a card with a simple 'Happy Birthday' written in her near impossible to read medical script, and more legible, a small instruction to heat it up before serving. Did she make it herself? Quite possibly. ]

[spah]

[Ho-ly heck. Dell hasn't had a proper apple tart in a long damn time.

Being around Medic long enough made him decent at reading doctor scribble, and the instructions were easy enough. Not long after he starts digging into it, he sends Moira text.]

The tart's damn delicious, just so you know. Thank you.

March 2nd - Text [these two need to interact more!]

[m19_lover]

[After a couple conversations with Angie Jigen figured it would be nice to get in touch with Dell once more. Sure it took Jigen quite some time to not only muster up the courage but also figure out how to approach the other man, but hey, better late than never!]

Hey
We talked some time ago
Via that app thing
Was wondering if you were available to talk?
It's nothing serious

absolutely!

[spah]

[Huh. That's a name he didn't expect to see again. Alright.]

Sure. I remember you. Whatcha need?

[The southern accent translates a little more when you're using text-to-speech.]

charity ball

[tekhartha]

Congratulations, Dell! Time is a construct, of course, but as it is in the name of charity I shall concede that it is real enough for you to have bought mine. ;)

[spah]

Oh damn.

Congrats to me then. :)

What kind of date did you have in mind for your bid-ee, then?

may 7th or whenever

[boobytraps]

( On this fine sunny day, Isabela saunters into Engie's workshops and stands before him, hands splayed on her hips and a grin upon her face. )

I'm here to see a man about a knife-gun.

[spah]

[Engineer was oiling up his artificial hand on his bench with Isabela sauntered in. Hedy his robotic dog, bounds up to Isabela, rapidly wagging her tail as she lets out a small, tinny BARK.]

Hey there.

[The mercenary laughs as he grabs a rag to clean his hand - flexing the joints in between.]

You come to the right place. It's ready.

text;

[tekhartha]

As you may or may not have noticed, Hanzo has left this world and returned to our own.

After some consideration, I have decided to travel beyond Lunatia for a time. I believe it is time I gained some perspective. Please do not try to change my mind or track me down, as I am more than capable of taking care of myself, and please only contact me in the case of an emergency.

When next we meet, whenever that may be, I hope you will find me stronger, wiser and happier. I am sure I will have even more stories to share with you- and more than a few scuffs and bruises to be patched up. Until then, Dell.

[spah]

[... ah.]

Sorry to hear about that, friend. You do what feels right to you. [Meaning: he's the last person to try and change anyone's mind.] I'll miss our maintenance sessions. Look me up when you come back and take care, you hear?

You need anything before you go?

[extra joint oil, tools, etc.]

text; un: jfrye

[brawlcreed]

Is this the right contact?
The one who made some brass knuckles a while back?
You'd remember them: there was a button on the side that made a green blade come out.

[spah]

I would be.

But if you're seeking damages against said knuckles, I don't take responsibility for the fella who owns them now.