[Video, Thursday morning]

[professorwolf]

[There's a rueful werewolf on the screen this morning, with some fields in the background of the miniature aethographer's video feed. He's obviously outside, on the edge of town. It looks a bit odd with him completely lacking a coat like everyone else out and about at this hour, but then, he doesn't really need one.]

Ah. This is Randolph Lyall. I could use some help from anyone who might be available....

[And he turns the camera to show a shaggy, vaguely wolfish-looking dog with tawny fur on a rope he's using as a leash to keep it from running away. It's sporting a patented Outer Authority collar and it looks rather hangdog.]

I don't think the poor thing needs to have that stuck on its neck, now, do you?

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[nodavinci]

[Tony sounds a little strangled, like he's trying very, very hard not to cackle like an idiot at the view on the screen.]

Once you get that thing off, bring it by. I might be able to do something with it.

[Voice | Private, Encrypted]

[professorwolf]

[For once, Tony and Lyall are in one accord. There's a part of Lyall that is quietly laughing, too, even while he feels badly for the poor pup.]

Gladly. Will you let me in this time, or shall I leave it at the door?

[Light tone, there. He's trying to be pleasant, really, since... well, the whole situation is just ridiculous.]

[Voice | Private, Encrypted]

[nodavinci]

I'll be out, actually. I have some delicate work to do on the ship.

[Voice | Private, Encrypted]

[professorwolf]

Ah. Leave it at the door, it is, then.

[He does pause before continuing, though, to wonder whether that means what he hopes it means. He decides that he's done enough prying into Tony's affairs, though, and manages not to ask. This doesn't pertain to the man's health, after all, which is all he's been trying to concern himself with.]

Do let me know what you learn. We had someone here earlier who had one grafted directly to her spinal cord, and having some more detailed knowledge of how they function might be of use if that sort of thing happens again.

[Voice | Private, Encrypted]

[nodavinci]

Direct access to the central nervous system would give them control over a lot more than just crazy powers. I'd be willing to bet if you got an inside view the thing she had grafted on, that'd only be the tip of the iceberg.

[He pauses, then clarifies, because it's become clear by this point that the two of them don't speak the same language, even if the words sound alike.]

I'll let you know if I figure anything out.

[Voice | Private, Encrypted]

[professorwolf]

[As interesting as all that ramble is-- all of which Lyall did actually understand, for once-- he's glad for the final clarification that there is an affirmative in there somewhere.]

Thank you. Good luck with your delicate work on the ship.