Spacial Reality: Secrets of the Universe

“then I shall repaint it, that’s all you had to say”

“yay!”

“Oh Really? Why’d you let him take the book then?”

“he snatched it and vanished.”

@Ace “would our happen to know where said paint is?”

“nope.”

“ok. I guess I will look for some then”

“Why is there even a fake him running around?”

“he mentioned that vial of his right? Found a peice and made a artificial version of him of sorts.”

“How do you know it’s not the real him?”

“because he died.”

“Why would you make a duplicate then?”

“I don’t know. I really don’t. Guess to help mourn over my father? Maybe I was bored? I honestly have no explanation”

“Look. You have the stupid Clone, and the Clone has the book. You don’t need the Butt Ugly Get Shot Mask.”

“the clone could be million of miles away by now”

“You still read the book, and know about your Grandfather from a Primary source. Parading around in that ugly thing is just a bad idea.”

Bailey simply takes the mask and Chuck’s it into a garbage can, and doesn’t look very happy “there. Now shut the f*ck up about it!

“Yes. Yes I am,” John replied as he shot the Trashbin out the Airlock. “It didn’t suit you or him.”

Bailey walks off, clearly annoyed

“Toodles.”

After a few minutes he walks back with a bucket of paint and begins re painting the area that was shot (@Ace)

Ooc- I may go to bed soon