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Tommy's nose gave off a quick succession of echolocation bursts, checking the area for anything out of the ordinary. He glanced back to Newt after finding it clear enough. A large grin spread over his maw. "Holy s**t, man!" he said a little too loud. He realized this and quickly looked around again before lowering it. "Goddamn, you seriously shivved a guard and made razor knuckles?" he said in a whisper once more. "...what...what if I could get you supplies? How about explosives? I know how to fashion an IED...but I don't know specifically how to make the explosive itself...s**t, I bet you have enough chemicals back in the cleaning shack..." he trailed off, mind ablaze with ideas.

Holy crap the frog's a genius. Tommy blinked a few times and nodded before looking around once more, deep in thought. "Well...They probably already put extra cameras around your swamp now that you've moved there...so if you want to start working again, we'd have to find someplace else...I could get supplies for you, they think I'm all reformed and s**t since the last time I tried something...now...if we could somehow get into contact with that tiger guy that's loose, we could get someone to set up the traps..." He rubbed a long finger under his nose as he brainstormed.

Tommy blinked back at the utter fear that spread over Newt at the mention of Jamal. Was it the animal in him, scared of a predator...or was the tiger really just a bad person? He nodded a few times, "Alright...alright...no tiger-man...but...a box out in the open? The cafeteria is crawling with cameras...and the labs will be sure to follow those who just pick it up and walk off with all of it. Maybe getting a few people to take some stuff at random...hide it in a sack somewhere for you to pick up? ...or hell, I'm quiet enough...and I can tell where most cameras are just through echolocation..." he trailed off as he continued to think out loud. "I think I could manage to get you some things..."

"Yeah...yeah, I hear you...anything could be helpful...hmm...I may have a zippo back in my duplex...no fuel though," he said with a shake of his head. "Alright, yeah. I can help you out with all of it...I'm up at night with nothing to do anyway...Is there a box in the chow hall already? I don't go there much anymore..."

Tommy nodded, "Alright, here's what you do...either go back to living in hiding...or just go back to the village and act like you used to. That should get the labs off of your back. Myself and Nita will be able to get you supplies...I have a suitcase I don't need anymore you can use as a box...and...hmm...do you have a place you can work on your toys in relative privacy?"

Tommy grinned, "The swamp it is then. If you blend in as well as you say you can, I trust we won't have a problem on that end." He glanced over his shoulder toward the village before looking back to Newt. "So, yeah...stop by the village some times, you pick them up. Other times I'll do it...some times Nita can. The key is to not show a pattern. Make it seem as random as possible."

Tommy glanced up in surprise at the croak. He blinked a few times as wave after wave of echolocation came back to his large ears. He shook his head to clear it. "R...right, alright...cool. I may know of one or two that may be able to help...Anyone else besides Nita, you, and myself?"

Tommy frowned at the name, not quite sure who he was talking about. He thought he had heard that name before...maybe with a reptile...? Snake? Snake, yeah...that was it. Tommy nodded after a moment. "I'll see if I could maybe find him and talk to him..."