"She's a horrid, wonderful rat," he said with a smirk, moving to a work table where a hand built replica of that same ship lay. He tinkered with something, a small action figure of a man less than finger length with an eye patch. "Yeah, we're cutting edge of the cutting edge. Most of this stuff will never see the marketplace either. Like this thing. Private commission for a private organization I'm not good enought to play with, though they want me to play," he admitted, flicking the figure.
He glanced up at Arthur, laughing softly. "What makes you think I'm busy? I mean, this is what I do. If you're going to back down every time I'm in the lab, we'll be here until next year."
He perched on a stool, watching Arthur. "What do you do for fun?"
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Date: 2012-06-04 11:53 pm (UTC)He glanced up at Arthur, laughing softly. "What makes you think I'm busy? I mean, this is what I do. If you're going to back down every time I'm in the lab, we'll be here until next year."
He perched on a stool, watching Arthur. "What do you do for fun?"