Clink looks down at the synth in astonishment. Never before had he seen anything like this. Maybe this was some new kind of synth? There was only one way to find out. And, if he was lucky, he would get the answers he needed. Without further ado, Clink grabbed the synth with his mech arms and began the journey to the Family's safehouse.
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Yea that's fine. I can see why it would mess with it. I do like the idea of a big character. Maybe clink himself? Or both people being people you can go to for contracts to make money and stuff. That would be pretty cool.
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Yeah.