Imperial Junkyard, Sunday afternoon

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Walter picked his way through the junkyard to the area he'd been directed to the last time he'd gone there. There seemed to be an endless supply of things to cut apart, and he had plenty of thinking to do while he did it.

[ooc: Open like a town thing is open. Here (a bit early) for Tyler in particular.]

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Tyler arrived a little after noon. "Walter," he called out. "Ready to impress me?"

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Walter turned around and grinned. "It doesn't matter if you're impressed or not, but yeah, I think I can do that fairly easily."

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"I can be hard to surprise," Tyler said.

He walked over to where Walter was standing, looking at thwe assortment of refuse. "Are we looking for anything in particular?"

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"Not particularly." Walter pointed to a rusted tangle of pipes with a sink in the middle of the mass. "Something like that will do for a start."

A flick of wire cut the end off one of the pipes sticking out, letting it fall to the dirt with an anticlimactic thud.

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"Nice," Tyler said, with a feral grin. "What about something like that?"

He gestured to a car door leaning against a stone.

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"Simple." This time he used both hands, wrapping a pair of wires around the top of the window frame and jerking to send the door flying into the air, before using the wires from the other hand to cut it into four separate chunks.

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"I might be impressed," Tyler said, with just the hint of a smile. "So the next question is, where do you get something like that?"

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"First you travel back in time," Walter said, smile fading slightly. "Then you talk to my father before the Germans dropped a bomb on him."

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"So, not exactly something I can order from IKEA," Tyler said. It seemed to be a sore point, so he did not point out that in this place, there were probably 17 people who could arrange it.

He inclined his head slightly toward Walter's hand. "How long have you been working with those?"

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"Since 1938," Walter answered, just to be difficult. "About six years. Almost seven."

He held out a hand to Tyler to show him the crisscrossing of fine scars that covered it. "I cut the hell out of myself for a while until I got good with them."

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Tyler's eyes ran over the scars. "No wonder, if they gave them to you when you were a kid," he said. "And sometimes the things worth knowing are gonna hurt you."

He put his hand in his pocket, not wanting Walter to notice the lip-print scar.

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"Anyone would cut themselves trying to learn how to use these," Walter said, shrugging and turning his attention back to the junk around them.

"I haven't done anything really impressive yet, though." Walter didn't ask himself why he cared about impressing Tyler. Some people were just charismatic that way.

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"Probably," Tyler agreed.

"What would count as really impressive?," he asked, letting a hint of Walter's accent creep into his voice. "Taking down a building? There are easier ways to do that."

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Now that you mention it... (http://pics.livejournal.com/walter_n_wires/pic/000ytr81)

"What would you consider an easy way to take down a building?" Walter asked, cocking his head toward Tyler.

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"Explosives," Tyler said, taking a seat on a tree stump. "I know I scerewed up when I tried them here, but they're easy to make at home, no risk to yourself if you do it right, pretty much a win-win. You just need to make sure you have a good recipe to work from. No paraffin."

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Walter didn't look convinced. "I watched the Germans try explosives during the Blitz and they couldn't even make Big Ben keep time wrong."

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"Germans have no chaos in their natures," Tyler said firmly. "Can't help it, national trait. Being good with explosions requires a little chaos."

He ran a hand through his hair. "Either that, or the chemicals weren't as advanced then."

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"Maybe both, when you put it that way. If you've ever seen them goose stepping... no one with even a hint of chaos in them could do that with a straight face."

He asked the next obvious, to him, question, "What have you blown up? Other than yourself that one time?"

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Tyler tilted his head at Walter. "Keep a secret?"

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"More than you'll ever know," Walter responded.

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Tyler hesitated just a second before deciding he could trust Walter.

"Nothing big on the island," he said. "Some corporate art in Wilmington. And there was an explosion at my aunt's condo about a year ago. Everything we owned got destroyed." He smirked. "It was very upsetting, of course. Accident with the pilot light."

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Walter's first thought was how they could use someone like that in Hellsing. "You should join the military. They'll let you do that and give you medals when you do it well instead of putting you in jail for it."

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"I've thought about that," Tyler said. "I'm not sure I'd be so good at taking orders, though. Maybe if I joined as an officer."

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"Even officers have to take orders," Walter pointed out. "You could talk to Pip about mercenaries. Blow things up for fun and profit."

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"I might," Tyler said. "From what he told me, it sounds like it's a family business for him."

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"Not everyone in the company is blood related," Walter clarified. "They just act like a family, I think."

He shrugged and pulled out a cigarette. "It's not as though you have to decide now anyway. Most people don't know what they're doing after high school."

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"I used to think I was going to go into insurance," Tyler chuckled. "But yeah, I have a couple years to figure it out. What about you? Do you have plans?"

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"Insurance?" Walter cocked his head, trying to picture Tyler bent over actuarial tables.

No, that really didn't gel.

"I'll go home, take care of Sir Hellsing, and hunt vampires." He smiled crookedly. "It's a living."

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"Insurance is a living too," Tyler said. "But, yeah, I've kind of rethought that plan. Sounds like you're pretty happy with yours."

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"I can't think of another situation that would fit me as well," Walter admitted. "Most people don't want a butler who will also kill household intruders."

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"It's kind of an unusual set of talents. Make tea in the morning, chop off sa vampire's head at night if you have to?" Tyler shook his head. "Almost like being two people."

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Walter nodded. "Exactly. Because I like what I do - both sides of it, but they don't really have much to do with each other."

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"At least you found a balance," Tyler said. "That's always the challenge."

He rubbed his head and stood, looking for something else to test the wires on. "What could you do to that engine block?"

[OOC: Going to dinner, want to wrap or SP?]

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"Just watch and see," Walter said with a devious grin.

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John was poking around, trying to find more parts for his... project. Creation. Obsession. Hobby. Whatever.

Hrm.... a leafblower, lawnmower engine, and a small rusted wheelbarrow caught his eye...