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[West had his share of bruises from the incident at the Eye of Shareef. Getting his bike shot out from under him by friendly fire kind of does that to him. However, he was undeterred. With the large amounts of scraps and tech he managed to drag back with him, he would use his skills to earn himself a living! How you ask?]

Salutations and greetings from the greatest genius the universe has ever seen to all my fellow shipmates!!

I DOCTOR WEST! Have opened up a business in which I will put up the considerably complex and brilliant inventions that my magnificent hands have crafted for sale! Of course, I am also willing to loan my considerable intellect to build things for you all my less scientifically inclined associates.

[He lets off a massive riff with his guitar.]

I look forward to dazzling you all with the brilliant fruits of my work!

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[ Yumemi is covering one ear when she replies. ] Was the musical accompaniment necessary? [ She lowers her hand. ] That wasn't meant to be a jingle, was it?

A jingle?! How absolutely ridiculous! Positively absurd!

[West looked mildly offended for a moment before having an air of complete and utter smugness, cradling his guitar like one would a beloved child.]

Such a chorus of brilliance is used to announce my presence and enunciate the brilliance behind my words wherever and whenever necessary!

[And as if to try to prove his point, the obnoxious wail rings forth once again.]

[ Frowning. ] It's distracting. What does it have to do with your skills as an inventor?

Distracting? Hah! It merely is a part of my style! My motif if you will!

[Despite how obnoxiously he was playing the guitar... his fingers were moving pretty fast across the strings.]

And... it proves the agility behind these skilled hands.

Since when does style—

Ah, nevermind. [ It's clear to her that this line of questioning is just wasting time. Also that she might be somewhat hypocritical in her thinking, being nearly head-to-toe in red, complete with a cape and mantle.

...who is she kidding. She would never think of that on her own. ] Examples of your work would go a long way toward drumming up interest. I want to see what you are capable of.

Very well! I accept your challenge!

[Since when was it a challenge? Just what IS the Doctor hearing whenever anyone else speaks?]

I shall prove my genius by crafting a series of inventions to truly showcase the brilliance that dwells within my mind! And then truly you will understand the greatness that is this century's super genius... DOCTOOOOOR WEEEEEST!

[And there he goes with the guitar again. Your poor ears Yumemi. Your. poor. ears.]

So what kind of crap do you make?

Crap? CRAP!? Are you insinuating that the work of the Universe's Greatest Genius is comparable to ... to excretement?!

I'll have you know that my knowledge with technology is unparalleled! Especially in robotics! Behold! The Super West-

[West pauses and slaps at something on his end before a picture turned up.]

HAHA! Behold! The Super West Type Twenty Eight Destroyer Robo - The Drill that has Transcended the Earth!

[Well Gaige, this guy builds robots. Ridiculous ones at that. ]

My brilliant invention has sadly seen very little use for now... but one day there WILL be a situation where a disproportionate amount of ordnance and drills will be needed, and I WILL BE PRESENT!

Yeah just so you know? Any idiot can build a giant drill.

... BLASHPHEMY! Drills are the foundation on which a man's dreams are built upon!

[Which in turn leads them to digging into said dreams, weakening the foundation and making them collapse. Nice way of phrasing your words West.]

You mock me, but can YOU claim to any skill in the development of sheer mechanical genius?!

Considering I not only built myself a metal arm after slicing off the old one and created my own floating death machine plus all the added tech and upgrades?

Yeah, you noob, I can freakin' back it up.

Oh how so very laughable, despite the numerous horrific injuries I had suffered... never once have I ever needed to replace my own limbs! BUT IN ANY CASE! If you say you can back up your skills then I shall duel you on the field of inventors! We shall both bring our inventions to a later disclosed location and have them battle against each other!

[Rock-em sock-em robots with actual robots? Is this really where he's trying to make this go to?]

Dude, it's not like I needed to give myself a robot arm. I could've just fixed the wound with a med hypo and gone back to building my kickass robot. But you know what? Cybernetic limbs are awesome so I gave myself one because why not?

[In short: fuck you.]

Sure, why not. Not like I have any other crap to do.

[spoilers: she might just shoot you or blow up your tech just for laughs.]

What sort of things could you build for someone?

Only the most splendid of weaponry and technology lovingly hand crafted personally by myself! I doubt there is very little out of my expertise if I can create a machine that can live and think like a human being!

[On West's end after replying to Grell... he promptly broke into a downright over the top wail. The goof had to go remind himself about his one-sidedly loved creation.]

I do not doubt that there is a request that I cannot fulfill.

Wonderful. I am actually in the market for weaponry, so I'd be most intrigued to see what you had available, if you have a selection, or perhaps we could arrange some sort of meeting so that we could discuss ideas. I'll do my best to be accommodating, for I am well aware that a genius's time is precious indeed.

Oh I am currently working on a selection as we speak! However for a customer with such discerning taste clearly it would not do to simply give you some trinket! You would clearly require something very personal and made especially for you!

[And West is now preening seeing as his customer was pandering to his ego.]

A genius' time is precious, however for someone in appreciation for his mind he can always make time! When and where shall we meet?

Can you create a device that manufactures real angel feathers?

Haaa? HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh I see what you are trying to do my witty, tricky acquaintance!

[Does he? Does he really?]

You are trying to see if I can live up to the very standards I have placed upon myself by giving me an apparently impossible task! But nothing is impossible for a genius like me!

[Or so he says...]

I simply need a single feather to examine before I can begin such an endeavour!

Goodness! If I had a source for such a thing, d'you think I'd be asking you?

Of course you would! For even if you did have a source, the aforementioned source would be finite and limited indeed! And to add to my arguement the source would most likely not take kindly to being plucked as well! Thus you would need the assistance of a genius to ensure a steady and everlasting supply!

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Haha! You're right. Angels don't like getting plucked at all. Not that I'd know anything about that, of course.

[ He grins, showing his teeth. ]

How are you getting along, by the way? No more, ah, skinned knees or guitar mishaps, I trust?

[Somebody has overheard the last few exchanges between Mister Break and Mister Mad Scientist and is just having a mild heart attack, clearly indicated by the sight of Mister Break being forcefully dragged away from the camera frame, giving place to the very troubled and completely bewildered face of a certain Kevin Cecil.]

PAY HIM NO HEED, SIR! He has the most peculiar sense of humor! And he is drunk. It was a figure of speech! A figure of speech, I tell you! Any child knows angels or angel feathers are one hundred percent mythological and do not exist!

....Eh?

[West is going to regard the newcomer with all due confustion.]

[ While his friend is busy having conniptions, Break shuffles off and continues the conversation on a private line. ]

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[Good. Confusion prevents one from asking the right questions!]

May I ask where you first met?

[Not many are taken by Mister Break's charming personality.]

[What the balls. Okay, but she's curious now.]

What things do you invent?

Ah, my dear young lady. I DOCTOR WEST! Greatest Genius in all the sea of stars have plied my trade through everything mechanical and scientific!

[He strikes an awe inspiring pose, raising his guitar to the ceiling. Admittedly a lot of it is cropped but he wouldn't know that from his side of things.]

From barriers to weapons to even living, thinking machines capable of emotion, of love and hate and kindness and sarcasm! Aah... my dear Elsa! My heart yearns for you though we are separated through such distance!

...

[He sniffles sadly.]

But you are probably pining for Daijuuji again aren't you?

[And now he's hanging his head.]

[She'll be impressed anyway! So cool, Doctor West! And also really weird, but it's kind of charming? ]

You can make...living machines? Really?

[And then he looks sad, oh no. Moa doesn't like it when people are sad. Quickly she shifts into comforting mode, although she's still a little confused about what exactly is going on.]

Um - I bet she misses you too. Right? If you...made her?

[Ahahaha... Moa... you might want to back away from the screen a little, because within moments West throws back his head and bawls loudly.]

I know she would! But if it wasn't for her encounter with my eternal nemesis Daijuuji Kurou, I know that she would have fallen in love with me instead of him!

Instead she pines and undoubtedly weeps for that... that DANGEROUS PERVERT!

[ Now that he is out of earshot of any eavesdroppers, Break calls back. ]

Ha! Ha! Ha! Goodness, sorry about that!

[ He pauses. This is an idea he'd had some time ago, but dismissed as fantastical. But if this bizarre fellow really is the genius he claims to be...

Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right? ]

Look, ah, I have another request: can you make a star? A small one, that could fit on board the Teuberg.

Ahahaha!

[West's laughter trails off for a moment.]

You are completely serious. A miniature star.

[The cowlick on West's head takes a life of its own, looking very much like an EKG as the Doctor pondered.]

The amount of fusion and combustible material needed would be quite immense. Furthermore there is the very high risk of interference! The slightest miscalculation or disturbance to any of the stabilization processes could lead to a catastrophic chain reaction not unlike a supernova!

[He caps his musings off, looking strangely pleased and determined. Dear god Break just what have you unleashed into the universe.]

That is to say it is a truly difficult venture with a high risk of imprisonment, death and sunburn. A man of my genius lives for such challenges.

[ ...

Er. As a quasi-Victorian still unclear on the niceties of nuclear physics, he hadn't really considered all the risks. ]

[ yolo ]

So you'll do it? Splendid! How long d'you think it'll take, realistically?

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