Closed Captioning (G/t)

Insurance

Skyler was taking a risk - a ton of risks, actually - to get this once-in-a-lifetime delivery done. Taking a long distance offer, four provinces away. Creating the requests using a new art medium. Not flying but driving to the destination with everything. Using the car they'd had since they were sixteen, full of memories of its and their multiple transformations and transitions over time. Through all of the worries, they made it to the Historically Human District of Mela inside the bombastic Tira City of West Esha with everything intact and, apparently, to perfection. But, as soon as their promised cash payment got in their hands, everything went wrong. 

Thirty minutes later, Skyler could only shakily observe through clouded camera, coffee-stained and cracked from a giant, giant guy's apparently accidental earthquake that first took out their precious car, as a local hunk of an officer assessed the vehicle and a federal one - an Investigative Justice Commissioner, no less - was making sure it all wasn't due to a hate crime.

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A: What? Do you think I meant to do this?

B: I mean, it's not against your kind to think so, is it? You do whatever to our little locales because you know we can't fight back.

A: Oh, so you're pulling out the mantra. 'Fight me, Find me', eh?

B: It's fitting for now, isn't it? That car was more me than I am, now. Do I look like I just pay for that much repairing on it? I'm not even from here!

A: Cut it. You're still glancing over the latter half. 'You take what you think is yours because you know we won't be able to find you when you run.' It plays you all like thieves, but I never went as far to think you or any of y'all as the sort.

B: Do you just expect me to believe that!? Dude, this is an H. H. D. Sure, you big guys aren't banned, but this place was deemed to be left unaltered. If this was an accident as you claim, then how and why in the fuck are you here!?