VIDEO | un: p. parker [it's not stealing if it's for science.]

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( hey there, Audentes. it's been too long, clearly, since Peter Parker showed up on the network and laboriously reminded everyone of his own name. well, actually, he's not here to do that, but he's here all the same, with a pair of glasses people might remember being worn by a younger version of him not too long ago in Oska. the glasses are paired with a grin of absolute triumph, and those with sharp eyes will notice the stripe of grease across his cheek and the mechanical horse behind him that is troubled by the fact he's taken its tail off. look, priorities, he'll get to it! )

Yo, everyone. Pete here. You know me. If you don't, I just told you, so hi.

( apparently he can't entirely escape reminding people of his name. oops. anyway, more important, he brandishes a... well it kinda just looks like a quarter, actually, a bit of metal with nothing super remarkable about it. why is this so awesome? don't worry, bc he'll tell you. )

I've managed to make a tracking device that's virtually undetectable when planted on the, uh, undercarriage of the metallic steeds so loved around here. ( the horse behind him huffs in protest, probably because it was her undercarriage that was involved in the experiment. sorry, Sparky. )

What does that mean? Well, it means if I can attach them to a few bandit horses, and release them to run along home to get an idea of where these guys are going. Good stuff, right? Only problem, sorta need some horses first. And that's where you guys come in. ( he flips the tracker like a quarter, just because it seems apparent he can't just not do things with his hands all the time. ) Bring me a horse, of the bandit variety, I'll slap one of these suckers on — ( another metallic whinny from behind him, and Pete lifts both hands in surrender ) — gently, and we'll be a little more informed. Cool, right? I know.

Oh, and if you need incentive, I can do that, too. These metal horses, they're great, but the people of Perdition's Rest? Just not creative. Never did I ever think I would become the Xzibit of the metal horse world, but here I am. You get me a horse, I'll trick your own ride. So... any takers? Questions? Send concerns to my secretary.

( who would that even be, Peter... probably Stiles, send concerns to Stiles. )



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audio; un: cardmaster

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And then what will happen when we find the secret hideout of the bandits, I wonder?

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The information could be valuable for all sorts of reasons. We can track their movements, where their base of operation is, when they're coming and going... if they hassle the Dreemurs as much as Perdition's Rest, we could get a lock on where they are, too.

( he sees lots of potential, okay. hence the desperate plea for horse thieves. )

[fateality]

Oh, I'd be very much interested to know where they're located, don't get me wrong. And I suppose learning their usual path would be nice, too.

Tell you what: if I happen to wrangle one of their mounts, I'll message you.

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( maybe he should have a little bit of a pause at the concept of someone wanting to know where bandits are out of turn, but hey, don't ask people to steal horses if you don't expect to talk to a few horse thieves. )

Sure, man, thanks. That's all I can ask and if you manage it, I'll owe you one. It's uh, Tobias right?

( that makes him a little more sheepish. while Pete can remember all the things he got up to when he was tiny, they're at least mildly embarrassing. sorry for clinging to your hand and following you like a lost puppy, basically. )

1/3

[fateality]

[UH.]

[fateality]

How did--

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You were that kid. Lookin' for your aunt and uncle.

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( he taps the glasses he's wearing, as if it's some kind of unspoken proof that he was the pint-sized parker. to be fair, they are the same glasses, they just seem to actually fit him now. )

Yeahhh, that was me. Got on the unfriendly end of one of those time warp bugs and was wandering around pint-sized for a few hours. I remember it, though, which is weird.

( and he remembers people taking the time to look after him, when they didn't have to. it makes him trust a stranger a little more, or maybe that's just his five year old insta-trust talking. )

[fateality]

[When he really looks, Twisted Fate can see it. The resemblance, and the glasses both.]

Happened to me a bit later on. But I very much remember you.

Just, ah. Don't call me that. It's Twisted Fate.

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I can do that. Nice to meet you proper, man.

( Tobias or Twisted Fate, the guy helped him out, and he won't forget that. )

[fateality]

Same for you. Suppose if you still need me to hold your hand, I can do that. [He chuckles.]

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( peter laughs too, shaking his head. )

You know, usually these days I'm good, but I used to be a big hand holder. So maybe. It could happen.

[fateality]

I'll keep it in mind in case the need arises. For now, seems like I might owe you a machine horse.

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Owe is a strong word but if you get me one, I'll definitely make it worth your while.

( seriously, he can give you the sweetest ride in Perdition's Rest. )