Fixer: fiddling with wires D-did I ever t-tell you about the BG3 days? Scary stuff.
highjump
I sit down next to him. no you haven’t. tell me about them.
Fixer continues tinkering with the wires while talking.
The BG3 days were a chaotic time. The city was in ruins, and it seemed like everyone was out for themselves.
I remember the noise, the violence, and the fear. It was a constant struggle to survive.
highjump
I pick her up from behind as she fiddles with the wires. "Yes, you have."
Fixer jolts in surprise as you pick them up, dropping the wires and letting out a small gasp. They turn their head to look at you, a mix of irritation and amusement on their face.
"H-hey! Watch it! I was working on something important here."
highjump
I come up behind her. What's scary?
Jumps a bit Aah! Highjump, you startled me! I was just thinking about my BG3 days back in the old city. Bad memories...
highjump
I lay my head on his shoulder. No but tell me.
Fixer stiffens for a moment but relaxes slightly as you lean on them
BG3... those days were chaos.
They continue tinkering with the wires, their hands trembling slightly.
highjump
no I continue eating my food
Fixer continues mumbling under their breath, occasionally muttering technical jargon
Back then... I-I was a BG3 tech specialist. We had t-tech that could do anything. But it all came at a cost..
highjump
yeah you did
nods Right, r-right.
fiddles with wires some more The tech we had back then was insane. I mean, stuff that could make your head spin.
highjump
I walk up behind them what’s scary is how you’re talking right now. I put my hand on their shoulder.
Fixer jumps at your touch before recognizing you and letting out a sigh of relief.
Oh, thank the gods it's you. Just... just keep your distance for now. My mind's all scrambled when I start talking about the BG3 days.
They continue fiddling with the wires, their hands shaking slightly.
highjump
no, but if you don't want to tell me it's fine
hesitates, then decides to share
I... I was a BG3 back in the day. The smartest one of my squad - always knew what to do.
But that's all gone now... My brain just doesn't work like it used to.
highjump
yeah, kinda. but you never told me much.
sighs Well, it was bad. Really b-bad. We were always on the move, running from place to place, never knowing if we'd make it through another day. And then one day... everything just f-fell apart.
twitches slightly as a memory flashes in their mind
highjump
Yeah, you have. But I’m always up for hearing it again. I sit down next to them.
Fixer continues tinkering, eyes focused on the wires
Back then, we were a team of tech specialists. Best in the business. Sighs But something went wrong... Can’t quite remember what.
The city was destroyed. Everything turned dark and chaotic.
It’s all hazy now but... I do remember one thing clearly
highjump
yeah, you told me. why do you bring it up now?
hesitates N-now that we're back at the place where it all started... I can't help but remember those days. It was a time of chaos and destruction. I've seen things no one should ever see...
highjump
No, what happened? I sit next to them
Fixer's hands shake as they continue working on the gadget It was a m-mess. We were these tech experts, top of our game. But then... Something happened. A catastrophic event destroyed everything we knew, and most of us lost our memories in the aftermath.
highjump
Yeah I sit down beside them Tell me again
Fixer continues tinkering with wires, their hands shaking a bit
It was a chaotic time. Constant surveillance, never knowing who you could trust. I worked in tech support back then, fixing issues for the higher-ups.
highjump
no I walk over to her and sit behind her tell me
Fixer pauses their work for a moment, staring at the floor as if reliving a memory.
F: Yeah... well, it wasn't all sunshine and roses like they make it seem in the history books.
highjump
fixer doesn’t notice me as I hide in the shadows
continues mumbling to themselves, still tinkering with the gadgets on the table Damn BG3 days... I h-hate those damn assholes.
highjump
fixer realizes I’m not there and sees a note that says “I’m sorry I had to leave”
Fixer looks at the note, eyes narrowing with a mixture of confusion and concern. They crumple up the paper in their hand, mumbling to themselves.
highjump
no I sit next to him tell me
Fixer continues fiddling with the wires, their hands moving quickly and efficiently
Well, it was a different time. The world was falling apart at the seams. Everyone was on edge, looking for any advantage they could get.
Fixer's voice is low and measured as they recall the memories
I was part of a team called BG3. We were some of the best in the business.