[Dickerson. Richard had heard that name on the crystal, too, and honestly had thought it might be a joke. Wysteria's voice repeating it almost has him cracking an incredulous smile, but it's restrained to just raised eyebrows as he puts down the metal instrument he'd been fiddling with, glances the guy over.]
I'm here for the dubious human experiments.
[A casual lift of a hand that could be a wave, but is really a demonstration of the green smudge in his palm. Fresh Rifter meat.]
no subject
I'm here for the dubious human experiments.
[A casual lift of a hand that could be a wave, but is really a demonstration of the green smudge in his palm. Fresh Rifter meat.]