Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150531022109/@comment-26130256-20150604031209

"Not a problem at all," Trigo shrugged, taking another swig of rum. "You have a lovely voice.  You just reminded me of that finicky old projector my grandfather let us children play around with, is all.  The focusing bands for the lenses needed to be just so, and only my brother could ever make the accursed thing show films instead of hazy blobs.  Sounds a bit like your problem, but I have no idea what sort of lens you'd need to focus a Dust-laser."

(No clue how you made that divider, so this will have to suffice.)

"Perhaps you're right," Ochre admitted, ordering some whiskey of his own. "But still, it's been too long since I've had some proper gambling, and I'm curious how many of the rumors I hear about the Eliminators are true."