Patrick & Ironjaw
Patrick Patrick
Ironjaw Ironjaw
Patrick Patrick
Hey Ironjaw, I heard you’re tinkering with that old battle‑field transmitter—how’s it coming along? I always find those relics full of stories, and I’d love to hear what secrets it still holds.
Ironjaw Ironjaw
It’s still stubborn, no signal yet. The guts are old, all the old code and copper. I can read it if I want, but it won’t tell you its secrets unless it decides to speak. Stay away unless you’re going to put a new shell on it, and then you’ll have to deal with a machine that doesn’t like strangers.
Patrick Patrick
Sounds rough, but I get it—those old circuits can be so temperamental. If you want a hand checking the wiring or swapping out a few parts, just let me know. Maybe a fresh shell will finally get it to talk. Otherwise, I’ll stay on the sidelines and keep you posted on what I find.
Ironjaw Ironjaw
I appreciate it, but I’ll stick to the wires. If I need a hand, you’ll be the first I call. Keep your ears to the ground.
Patrick Patrick
Sounds good—just holler if you need a hand. I’ll keep my ears open and let you know if anything new comes up. Take care.