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[tallasaking]

[Tyrion's face appears on the screen, scarred and faintly bemused, as he peers at the feed, then shifts something off to the side. Some sort of computing device. He shifts it again, and the screen changes, narrows, with a small bit of scripts running along the top. He sighs, shakes his head a little.]

I need someone who has the communications augment. This ... this is not secure enough. It is secure, but not secure absolutely. Which is what we require.

[He grumbles, and goes back to fiddling with wires.]

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[bythewaves]

[ He laughs ]

Well in fairness, Mistress Dora is a Hobbit matron, and has never wielded any weapon more deadly than her tongue, and possibly her umbrella. Still, I would not cross her - I am glad she never came to the Inn where I worked for a year! I heard enough stories of her to last me a lifetime.

[tallasaking]

Now that sounds utterly terrifying. Especially since I have no idea what an umbrella is.

[bythewaves]

A small device meant to keep the rain off - it folds closed when not in use to roughly about the length of a short walking stick, and is usually made using waxcloth, or something of the sort.

[ He laughs ]

[tallasaking]

Ah, well, that's rather clever. I should get one of those when we reach a rain planet.

[He's sort of surprised they haven't found one yet, honestly.]

[bythewaves]

They are, actually, although only for rain, and much less so for wind - the rib design that allows them to open and close is less than sturdy. Most folk prefer to stick to cloaks, still!

[tallasaking]

I know I would -- if it is made as you say, of shoddy design.

[Who wants something that is going to break all the time? Not he.]

[bythewaves]

I think it is the materials, too.

[ Maglor says thoughtfully ] I've only seen them amongst the hobbits, but it is difficult to find the balance between strong enough to support waxcloth, light enough to easily carry, and flexible enough to open and close. I suppose if that could be overcome...

[tallasaking]

Hmmm ... I might have to find some durable cloth and see what I can do.

[Another project, hurrah! He only has ... five now.]

[bythewaves]

[ lol oops ]

If you find a solution, I would be very interested! But do not put yourself out, my friend.

[tallasaking]

I promise, I'll only put as much in as I dare. I have so many other things going on after all ... wouldn't want to neglect one project for another.

[Or another. Or a different other.]

[bythewaves]

You are always busy!

But here, I brought your coffee. And a ... something fruit tart.

[tallasaking]

Maglor ... if we are speaking to one another face to face, why are we still messaging?

[bythewaves]

Because I am outside your door and both my hands are full! Also I am too well brought up to kick the door.

[tallasaking]

Well hold on, I will go ahead and open it.

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[bythewaves]

[ And Maglor is at your door like a good delivery elf, with hot coffee in a thermos, because those things are such wonderful inventions, and a tart, and his communicator, all somehow precariously balanced ]

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[tallasaking]

Gracious sir ...

[He leaned in to take the coffee and the tart from him before he tipped over.]

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[bythewaves]

[ Maglor hands it over with an over-exaggerated sigh of relief ]

There, delivered with nary a drop spilt!

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[tallasaking]

You are absolutely impressive.

[He smirked, as he gestured the other man in side as he brought the goodies over to his desk.

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[bythewaves]

So how are you going? [ Maglor comes to perch nearby, nibbling on a tart of his own ]

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[tallasaking]

[He gestured to the device in front of him with a faint smirk.]

As you can see, not as well as I would hope.

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[bythewaves]

[ Maglor laughs ]

All I see are bits and pieces of machinery scattered around - you are talking to the wrong Feanorion for mechanics, I'm afraid, or I'd offer to help.

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[tallasaking]

Well then ... you see about what I see then.

[He sighed, rubbing the back of his head.]] If I could just figure out the trick of the thing ...

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[bythewaves]

[ Maglor eyes the contraption dubiously ]

Are you sure it is not specifically designed to be overly complicated.

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[tallasaking]

[Tyrion gave him a baleful look over his coffee.]

I never design anything to be overly complicated.

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[bythewaves]

[ Maglor smiles sweetly back at him ]

Are you absolutely sure about that.