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Thematrian1 (8:44:07 PM): when we left off, Trickster was reporting some strange phenomena to Alex (and thence to Blake)
Thematrian1 (8:44:18 PM): meanwhile, Peter and Jonah were getting accomodated.
Thematrian1 (8:44:30 PM): (argh, Peter=Rock. Sorry)
MilesMk1 (8:45:20 PM): Jonah=Jerome?
Thematrian1 (8:45:23 PM): Yes
Thematrian1 (8:45:25 PM): goddammti
Thematrian1 (8:45:42 PM): Loaded the NPC file from another game, I guess
Thematrian1 (8:46:16 PM): take it away, Trickster and Alex
Dragcrell (8:46:37 PM): (hehe)
Dragcrell (8:47:05 PM): (mmmmm where was I befor I lost net anyone rembe?)
MilesMk1 (8:47:34 PM): (Something about spikes. And bug spirits attached to teachers. Or something.)
Umbrafer (8:47:41 PM): (You were about to tell me abou�Ķ yeah)
Dragcrell (8:48:27 PM): (oh thats right was about to explane what a mana warp was hehe)
Dragcrell (8:49:57 PM): "A mana warp is a big distorion of the astul something like how a sheet of metal gets all messed up and bent out of shap when pouned by gun fire..............any way its kinda hard to explane."
Umbrafer (8:50:28 PM): #Something about mana warp drives and gunfire and�Ķ I'm too tired to handle this now�Ķ#
Umbrafer (8:51:06 PM): "So what is it you want, again? And can it wait until tomorrow afternoon? We've had a long few days."
Dragcrell (8:51:21 PM): "Look I well exsplan this better in person when do you think you can get me I'm a bit worryed was followed"
Umbrafer (8:52:05 PM): (What time were we meeting the J?)
Dragcrell (8:52:10 PM): *thinks* "Ya I well just lay low here and hope they dont' decide to pay me a house visit"
Thematrian1 (8:52:22 PM): (Noon, IIRC, but you're the one with the log)
Umbrafer (8:53:04 PM): (Ah crud, I don't think I have that log; I was on another computer which I'm not sure if it autologs. Noon it is for now, I guess)
Umbrafer (8:53:18 PM): "Can you hold out until 2:00 tomorrow afternoon?"
Dragcrell (8:53:25 PM): (ROFL)
Dragcrell (8:54:02 PM): "ya I'm shour I can farly positive I lost there atral tag befor I came home."
MilesMk1 (8:54:13 PM): (It was noon for sure.)
Umbrafer (8:54:39 PM): "Ok. I'll give you a call to arrange meetup shortly before then."
Dragcrell (8:55:09 PM): "ok I'll hang till then not much more I can do here anyway."
MilesMk1 (8:55:14 PM): #What, is he being shot at *now*?#
Umbrafer (8:55:52 PM): #I don't think so. He says he can hold out until tomorrow. I told him 2:00 PM.#
Umbrafer (8:55:59 PM): "Ok. Anything else?"
Umbrafer (8:56:10 PM): #We may want to bring our new friend along.#
MilesMk1 (8:56:22 PM): #Ah. Good. Tell him to be careful. And maybe try writing it down, I don't understand him half the time...#
MilesMk1 (8:56:45 PM): #Well, we were going to ask him to come see J, right? Might as well have him tag along after.#
Dragcrell (8:56:50 PM): "If I was you I woudl avoid anyone from the UB theres deffently something up with them and I'm not shoure its as nice as they woud like ppl to think."
Umbrafer (8:57:17 PM): "Yeah, sure, whatever. I'm not hurting for soup anyway."
Umbrafer (8:57:26 PM): *Eyes inexorably closing*
MilesMk1 (8:57:35 PM): (Heh... UB...)
Umbrafer (8:57:45 PM): "I need to go now, but take care of yourself. I'll see you later."
Dragcrell (8:57:48 PM): *snickers* " I'm shour the lady wasn't ether but....."
Umbrafer (8:57:53 PM): #He's warning us about the hippies again#
MilesMk1 (8:57:54 PM): (Sorry, it's funny if you're Polish.)
Umbrafer (8:57:59 PM): "Lady?"
Dragcrell (8:58:51 PM): "Ya the one who house I was in had a kid as well both missing was dateing a guy from the UB from the looks of thaings."
MilesMk1 (8:59:07 PM): #Well, that's good advice in a non-sequiteur sort of way.#
Umbrafer (8:59:38 PM): #Just don't go begging for soup 'round the UB kitchen, I guess�Ķ#
MilesMk1 (8:59:52 PM): #Done and done.#
Umbrafer (8:59:58 PM): #God-damned hippies. I hear they've been shutting them down for fraud, anyway.#
Umbrafer (9:00:20 PM): #Bet it's all a front for the Yaks.#
MilesMk1 (9:00:27 PM): #Figures. No one helps the sinless.#
Dragcrell (9:00:34 PM): (lol)
Umbrafer (9:00:48 PM): #Except you, apparently#
MilesMk1 (9:01:25 PM): #Yeah, well, let's keep that between ourselves, ok? I don't need people thinking they can get a handle on me.#
Dragcrell (9:01:26 PM): "I snage here persanal comp thaing you guys might have more luck with the thaing then I did."
Thematrian1 (9:01:30 PM): (mm. Punch-drunk candid conversation)
Umbrafer (9:02:36 PM): "Ok, we'll take a look at it in the afternoon"
Dragcrell (9:03:00 PM): "ok got a cred stick as well *chucles*"
Umbrafer (9:03:29 PM): "Now you're talking. See you tomorrow."
Dragcrell (9:03:45 PM): "tomorrow" *hangs up*
Dragcrell (9:04:16 PM): *then goes to work checking the locoal veciety for oddiys*
MilesMk1 (9:04:41 PM): #So, talk to you in a few hours? Pick me, up, then we go get Rock and see J?#
Dragcrell (9:04:42 PM): (O_o oooo hell fire bloody lights are flickering >_>)
Umbrafer (9:05:03 PM): #You got it.#
MilesMk1 (9:05:05 PM): (what is veciety?)
Thematrian1 (9:05:15 PM): (vicinity, I think)
MilesMk1 (9:05:21 PM): (Ah.)
Dragcrell (9:05:43 PM): (>_> yes Vicinity *digs aroudn for the Dic grumbling*
Thematrian1 (9:05:58 PM): (Anyway, Trickster, please roll Perception)
MilesMk1 (9:05:59 PM): (Goats chewing on power cables?)
Dragcrell (9:06:21 PM): Dragcrell rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 2
Dragcrell (9:06:37 PM): (>_< gah)
Thematrian1 (9:06:40 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 2 6-sided dice: 6 5
Thematrian1 (9:07:03 PM): (that is to say, //roll-dice7 )
Umbrafer (9:07:23 PM): Umbrafer rolled 5 6-sided dice: 5 6 3 6 5
Umbrafer (9:07:27 PM): Umbrafer rolled 2 6-sided dice: 3 5
Dragcrell (9:07:27 PM): Dragcrell rolled 2 6-sided dice: 2 1
Dragcrell (9:07:38 PM): Dragcrell rolled 7 6-sided dice: 1 5 3 6 3 2 5
MilesMk1 (9:08:10 PM): (It's funny when you end up with the lowest INT in a group with a 6...)
MilesMk1 (9:08:32 PM): (Especially when one of the other members is a fox.)
Thematrian1 (9:08:57 PM): (In fairness, Rock's INT might be lower)
EverGuard4 (9:09:32 PM): (You mean you didn't munch the stats! Shame!)
MilesMk1 (9:10:13 PM): (Yeah. And I might be an albino gnome. ;))
Thematrian1 (9:10:32 PM): (Those are nowhere near as ridiculous as they're made out to be)
Thematrian1 (9:10:36 PM): Everyone sleeps.
Dragcrell (9:10:47 PM): (ROFL awwwww not my doing that SS foxes are farely intelgent now is it?)
MilesMk1 (9:11:05 PM): (Heh. Hey, *I* liked Longtail.)
MilesMk1 (9:11:34 PM): Yes. Sleep.
Thematrian1 (9:11:38 PM): (So did I. And I didn't munch his spell selection, but still.)
Umbrafer (9:12:04 PM): *Sleep sleep sleep*
Thematrian1 (9:12:19 PM): You all awaken. When?
MilesMk1 (9:12:51 PM): Around 10:00 for Blake.
Dragcrell (9:12:58 PM): (silly question lol how woudl a SS sleep anyway in there Animal form or the Human one O_o?)
Umbrafer (9:13:09 PM): (Personal preference, presumably)
EverGuard4 (9:13:23 PM): SSs are animals at heart, so probably animal
MilesMk1 (9:13:38 PM): (I'm sure you could sleep as a human if you wanted, though.)
Thematrian1 (9:13:50 PM): (ping)
MilesMk1 (9:13:52 PM): (And some could get to appreciate the decadence of beds.)
Umbrafer (9:13:53 PM): *Groggily pulls self out of bed at 10:20 despite alarm being set for 9:45*
EverGuard4 (9:14:01 PM): (Comp describes them as animals with the ability to turn into human form, not humans with the ability to turn into animals)
Umbrafer (9:14:22 PM): *Can be said to be awake at 10:35 after coffee and a shower*
MilesMk1 (9:14:37 PM): (I know. But some could eventually *go native*.;))
Thematrian1 (9:14:40 PM): (Very true. I'm remembering the discussion on casual sex for cat shapeshifters, though.)
Dragcrell (9:14:54 PM): (ya so more then likly animal ^_^ beds are nice and big when your a small animal :3 ROFL)
Umbrafer (9:14:59 PM): (I do not remember that discussion)
MilesMk1 (9:15:29 PM): (Was it wtih a dikoted ally spirit? The casual sex, I mean.)
Thematrian1 (9:15:33 PM): (In a minute or two, I'll get over having read a Dumpshock discussion that you haven't. Then I'll elucidate)
Umbrafer (9:15:41 PM): (Hehehe)
Dragcrell (9:15:43 PM): gets up when I get hungry I woudl assume >_> then eats and turn the TV on
Thematrian1 (9:16:36 PM): All right. It's about ten for you, Trickster
Umbrafer (9:16:47 PM): Anyway. Getting dressed in grey sweatsuit, taking along a change of clothes (street clothing type).
Dragcrell (9:16:50 PM): (umm a SS Cat thats a Cat shamon now that woudl be intersting :-D
Dragcrell (9:17:51 PM): Much going on out side my humble abod thats out of the ordary?
Thematrian1 (9:18:48 PM): Perception again, Trickster
Dragcrell (9:19:00 PM): Dragcrell rolled 7 6-sided dice: 4 5 3 3 6 3 4
Thematrian1 (9:20:44 PM): Ok, everyone is awake, Trickster detects no danger.
Umbrafer (9:21:57 PM): I ponder the bottle of rum whistfully, check in on Shojo, and other than that wait until it's time to contact Blake.
MilesMk1 (9:21:59 PM): *Puts the cammo suit in a garbage bag with salad tongs. Throws out salad tongs. Showers. Eats. Puts on his usual working street clothes.*
MilesMk1 (9:23:22 PM): *Gets a package together of whatever I have for the J that Alex didn't hold on to for copying - most likely just the spinal sample, which I wrap in something airtight. Multiple layers of.*
Thematrian1 (9:23:45 PM): So noted.
MilesMk1 (9:23:59 PM): *Waits to hear from Alex.*
Umbrafer (9:24:18 PM): At the appropriate time: *Ring ring*
MilesMk1 (9:24:25 PM): *flinches*
MilesMk1 (9:24:30 PM): "Yeah?"
Umbrafer (9:24:46 PM): #Hey. You about ready for pickup?#
MilesMk1 (9:25:06 PM): #Yep, all ready.#
Umbrafer (9:25:50 PM): #I'll be there in $TRAVEL_TIME#
Thematrian1 (9:26:04 PM): (Probably 10 or 15 minutes)
Umbrafer (9:26:42 PM): *Drivedrivedrive*
Thematrian1 (9:26:46 PM): you're there.
Umbrafer (9:26:48 PM): My loadout:
MilesMk1 (9:26:55 PM): *Gets onboard.*
Umbrafer (9:27:10 PM): One armed Strato, one unarmed Strato, Kimji, Schattenauge.
Umbrafer (9:27:45 PM): "Hey. You ready to put this all behind us?"
EverGuard4 (9:27:49 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 1 2 3 4 5 3 2 5 2
MilesMk1 (9:28:21 PM): Good point... My loadout: Predator loaded with EX, one spare clip, a clip of gel rounds, Ceska 120 loaded with EX.)
MilesMk1 (9:28:42 PM): "God yes."
Umbrafer (9:28:46 PM): (I've also reclaimed my blowtorch)
MilesMk1 (9:29:11 PM): Also, my multi-tool. And I leave my electronics kit in the van.
EverGuard4 (9:30:11 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 3 5 3 2 5 2 2 4 1
MilesMk1 (9:30:29 PM): "I don't think I'll be able to watch a horror trid anytime soon."
MilesMk1 (9:30:53 PM): "Someone should write those people and let them know they've been getting zombies wrong all these years..."
Umbrafer (9:31:24 PM): "Let's go pick Rock up"
MilesMk1 (9:31:37 PM): "Allright."
Umbrafer (9:32:08 PM): *Does so*
MilesMk1 (9:32:28 PM): *Goes in to get Rock.*
MilesMk1 (9:32:35 PM): *knock, knock*
MilesMk1 (9:32:50 PM): (My pet NPC better be alive, Adam... :))
Dragcrell (9:33:03 PM): (lol)
EverGuard4 (9:33:06 PM): (... you should have mentioned that sooner.)
EverGuard4 (9:34:25 PM): *Slight wave."
MilesMk1 (9:34:58 PM): "How are you doing?"
EverGuard4 (9:35:16 PM): *pauses*
EverGuard4 (9:35:20 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 7 6-sided dice: 2 5 2 3 6 5 4
EverGuard4 (9:35:31 PM): "You spoke to me?" (English)
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Umbrafer (9:37:12 PM): (Someone else try inviting him?)
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Umbrafer (9:37:36 PM): Um?
MilesMk1 (9:37:38 PM): Aw, crap.
MilesMk1 (9:37:45 PM): I already tried.
Umbrafer (9:38:00 PM): *Sings along to Another One Bites the Dust*
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MilesMk1 (9:38:09 PM): They'll be back.
MilesMk1 (9:38:12 PM): They better.
Dragcrell (9:38:18 PM): hehehehe
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EverGuard4 (9:38:40 PM): sorry about that
MilesMk1 (9:38:40 PM): Good.
EverGuard4 (9:38:44 PM): thanks for reinviting me
MilesMk1 (9:38:49 PM): However, we also lost the GM.
Umbrafer (9:38:52 PM): There's one
Dragcrell (9:38:55 PM): theres one >_>
Dragcrell (9:39:31 PM): *starts to cast Summon GM*
Umbrafer (9:41:36 PM): Worrying.
Dragcrell (9:42:54 PM): *Fails the casting...................Kaboooooooooommmmm.....goes flying across the room*
MilesMk1 (9:44:40 PM): He'll be back.
MilesMk1 (9:44:50 PM): My powers in this respect rarely fail.
Umbrafer (9:44:58 PM): Knowing Seiler he's
MilesMk1 (9:44:59 PM): HAHAHAHA
MilesMk1 (9:45:14 PM): Shit...
MilesMk1 (9:45:19 PM): How many times is it, now?
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Dragcrell (9:45:39 PM): hehehe
MilesMk1 (9:45:52 PM): Or are you guys orchestrating this on the phone to make my head swell? :)
Umbrafer (9:46:04 PM): *Hangs up phone* Whatever are you talking about?
Thematrian1 (9:46:06 PM): (my networking application has a bug or two left in it, it would seem)
EverGuard4 (9:46:24 PM): (what, if anything, occured after the drops?)
MilesMk1 (9:46:33 PM): Nothing.
Dragcrell (9:46:41 PM): *puts shades on* gah I hate when it selets Yellow for the names of ppl X_x
Umbrafer (9:46:52 PM): EverGuard4 has left the chat room.
Umbrafer (9:37:12 PM): (Someone else try inviting him?)
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Umbrafer (9:47:06 PM): Hehehe
Thematrian1 (9:47:08 PM): wow, I picked the best time to drop ever
MilesMk1 (9:47:09 PM): *to Rock*
MilesMk1 (9:47:26 PM): "Yes, I was. I asked how you were doing?"
EverGuard4 (9:48:02 PM): "Satisfactory."
MilesMk1 (9:48:41 PM): (I seem to be developing a history of willing you back online... Unless, like I said, you and Jon are somehow orchestrating things to mess with my head.)
MilesMk1 (9:49:11 PM): "That good, eh? What do you think of Chicago? What you've seen of it, anyway..."
EverGuard4 (9:50:33 PM): "Chicago is here?"
MilesMk1 (9:51:59 PM): "We are in Chicago, yes..."
MilesMk1 (9:52:26 PM): "Ready to go? You can see more of it on our drive."
EverGuard4 (9:53:21 PM): "Alright."
MilesMk1 (9:54:21 PM): "Meet you downstairs?"
MilesMk1 (9:54:31 PM): *checks in on Jerome*
EverGuard4 (9:54:38 PM): *wanders downstairs*
Thematrian1 (9:55:04 PM): "Everything's quiet. Nice and peaceful on the news, even."
MilesMk1 (9:55:21 PM): "How's the guy? No problems?"
Thematrian1 (9:55:48 PM): "Went right to sleep."
Dragcrell (9:55:59 PM): *checks out the windows and around the room every so offten*
MilesMk1 (9:57:00 PM): "Ah. Good. Thanks for keeping an eye on him - I should be back in town for a while, so I'll get in touch soon."
MilesMk1 (9:57:31 PM): *heads down to the van, collects Rock, gets in*
EverGuard4 (9:57:48 PM): *follows*
MilesMk1 (9:57:58 PM): (brief backtrack)
Umbrafer (9:58:19 PM): "Hey there. Sleep well?"
MilesMk1 (9:58:19 PM): "You said nice and quiet on the news - was something going on before, or has it been quiet all along?"
EverGuard4 (9:58:42 PM): "Fine." (to Alex) "And you, miss?"
Thematrian1 (9:58:51 PM): "Nope, nothing special. Just, there's usually some killings or something. Not today."
Dragcrell (9:58:59 PM): (might have been for Trick I have the TV on ;3)
MilesMk1 (9:59:29 PM): "Well, it's bound to happen once or twice a year."
MilesMk1 (9:59:41 PM): (fast forward to present again)
Umbrafer (9:59:42 PM): "Pretty well. Not nearly enough."
EverGuard4 (9:59:53 PM): *nods*
Thematrian1 (10:00:45 PM): At around 11 on the 22nd of August, Alex, Blake, and Rock get into the van together.
MilesMk1 (10:02:04 PM): *on to whatever meet we agreed on while half asleep at the end of last session*
Umbrafer (10:02:17 PM): "After we meet with this guy, we've got an old comrade who's in trouble. You up for taking a look at something strange he's found?"
EverGuard4 (10:02:57 PM): *nods*
Thematrian1 (10:03:05 PM): (A location was agreed upon, but not specified.)
MilesMk1 (10:03:38 PM): (Yes. Yes it was. If specified by us, one of the bars or clubs we consider safe, probably.)
MilesMk1 (10:04:03 PM): (If by him...)
Thematrian1 (10:05:08 PM): (A cafe was agreed upon. One you're familiar with, though not intimately)
Thematrian1 (10:05:12 PM): You go there?
MilesMk1 (10:05:31 PM): Yes, yes we do.
Umbrafer (10:05:34 PM): We go there.
Umbrafer (10:05:45 PM): I stay a few blocks away, as per standard operating procedure.
Thematrian1 (10:05:59 PM): Ok, you're there. 15 minutes early. The target isn't there yet.
MilesMk1 (10:06:38 PM): *trundles in with the telepresence rig and Rock*
MilesMk1 (10:06:50 PM): "Want anything to eat or drink, Rock?"
EverGuard4 (10:07:03 PM): *examines equipment*
MilesMk1 (10:07:18 PM): (It's a small flat case.)
MilesMk1 (10:07:32 PM): "It lets Alex talk to anyone here without leaving the van."
Umbrafer (10:08:08 PM): #Oh yeah, tell him I'm not Alex to anyone else.#
MilesMk1 (10:08:51 PM): "But she usually doesn't go by Alex when communicating that way, so don't be surprised if she uses a different name."
EverGuard4 (10:09:27 PM): (before that) "A radio?"
MilesMk1 (10:10:57 PM): "Yes, but it also lets her see anything going on around it like she was here."
EverGuard4 (10:11:42 PM): "Why?" (referring to name usage)
MilesMk1 (10:12:54 PM): "Because it's best not to let the people we work for know more about us than we have to."
MilesMk1 (10:14:05 PM): "Their primary concern is the corporations they work for, not the people they hire to do their... work."
EverGuard4 (10:14:22 PM): *settles and waits*
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MilesMk1 (10:15:26 PM): #You know, we need to talk to him about what it means to be SINless... And check various missing person databases to make sure he really is.#
Umbrafer (10:15:40 PM): (Damn goats)
Thematrian1 (10:15:48 PM): (This time we have time)
Umbrafer (10:15:54 PM): #Yeah�Ķ I'll get on that when we've got some breathing time.#
MilesMk1 (10:16:36 PM): "So, anything to eat or drink? Do you remember what you like to eat, even?"
EverGuard4 (10:16:37 PM): (Bugs consider the SINless quite tasty, I hear)
EverGuard4 (10:17:20 PM): "I would like something, but I do not remember what I prefer."
Thematrian1 (10:18:22 PM): (The selection of foodstuffs is broad, but light)
Umbrafer (10:18:29 PM): #Might want to play it safe ant get him something non-allergenic.#
Umbrafer (10:18:37 PM): #With our luck, he's probably allergic to soy.#
MilesMk1 (10:18:45 PM): "Try a few different things, then."
MilesMk1 (10:19:24 PM): "But I'd reccommend starting with a small taste, in case you have allergies or something..."
EverGuard4 (10:19:33 PM): "Allergies?"
MilesMk1 (10:21:44 PM): "Yeah, there are some people who get sick from eating or just touching certain things... It's rare and even if you are, usually just an annoyance, but I figured I'd warn you."
Umbrafer (10:21:56 PM): #We really need to get him some comm gear.#
MilesMk1 (10:22:38 PM): #We need to get him a guide to Chicago for Cambodian refugees, or something.#
MilesMk1 (10:22:57 PM): #Well, an equiavalent...#
MilesMk1 (10:23:05 PM): (equivalent)
Umbrafer (10:23:13 PM): #Chicago for Zombie Survivors�Ķ#
EverGuard4 (10:23:40 PM): *ponders*
Thematrian1 (10:23:58 PM): 10 minutes to noon
EverGuard4 (10:24:19 PM): *peoplewatches*
MilesMk1 (10:24:41 PM): "I've probably made you worry more about it than you should. It's no a big concern, really."
MilesMk1 (10:24:59 PM): *orders coffee, then makes it two*
Umbrafer (10:25:02 PM): Holding tight. Taking the opportunity to do anything I can related to fixing Spider; if that's nothing, I brush up on my Russian.
Thematrian1 (10:25:10 PM): The cafe is pretty busy; a few tables are always open but the other dozen is always full.
Umbrafer (10:25:40 PM): (And generally keep an eye out)
Thematrian1 (10:25:40 PM): dozen...are
MilesMk1 (10:26:24 PM): #By the way, can you find out for me how to say "Please activate your translation magic" in Spanish?#
Umbrafer (10:26:56 PM): #Sure, I'll do what I can#
Thematrian1 (10:27:15 PM): (Computers, please)
Thematrian1 (10:27:18 PM): 5 minutes till
Umbrafer (10:27:38 PM): Umbrafer rolled 6 6-sided dice: 1 1 1 1 6 5
Umbrafer (10:27:42 PM): Umbrafer rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
Thematrian1 (10:28:29 PM): You can manage "Please turn on your magic".
Umbrafer (10:28:49 PM): *Passes that along for now*
MilesMk1 (10:29:14 PM): #Thanks.#
MilesMk1 (10:29:22 PM): *waits, drinks coffee*
Thematrian1 (10:29:51 PM): Noon arrives.
Umbrafer (10:30:26 PM): Signs of J?
EverGuard4 (10:31:27 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 6 4 2 1 3 5 6 4 4
EverGuard4 (10:31:36 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 6 5 2 3 2 6 3 6 2
EverGuard4 (10:31:43 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 1 1 2 3 2 3 4 2 4
Thematrian1 (10:32:14 PM): 12:04. The J is strolling toward the cafe
MilesMk1 (10:33:40 PM): (He better not get shot on the way. The credsticks might take a hit.)
Thematrian1 (10:33:47 PM): in he comes
Thematrian1 (10:33:51 PM): Nobody shoots him
Umbrafer (10:33:58 PM): (If he screws us, called shots to the head.)
Umbrafer (10:34:36 PM): *Listens to the Electric Light Orchestra in the van*
MilesMk1 (10:34:53 PM): *perks up*
Thematrian1 (10:35:03 PM): He scans the cafe, spots Blake, and strolls over.
Thematrian1 (10:35:16 PM): He looks like he hasn't slept since the last time you saw him.
EverGuard4 (10:35:19 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 9 6-sided dice: 1 1 4 4 3 5 5 4 4
Thematrian1 (10:35:21 PM): but is otherwise unchanged.
Umbrafer (10:35:39 PM): (He's a bug!)
MilesMk1 (10:36:20 PM): "Good Afternoon."
Thematrian1 (10:37:07 PM): He smiles. "Greetings."
EverGuard4 (10:37:28 PM): "Salutations."
MilesMk1 (10:37:31 PM): "Have a seat?"
Thematrian1 (10:37:55 PM): He does so. "Who's this?"
MilesMk1 (10:39:02 PM): "This is Rock. We met at work."
Thematrian1 (10:39:23 PM): "I see. Well Rock, I'm very pleased to meet you."
EverGuard4 (10:39:29 PM): "As well."
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MilesMk1 (10:39:45 PM): "Figured you might want to ask him some questions. Although he doesn't remember much, more's the pity."
Dragcrell (10:39:52 PM): (dam snow dame comp >_<)
Thematrian1 (10:40:20 PM): "That's too bad. Well Rock, I'm mostly interested in your boss."
EverGuard4 (10:40:31 PM): "Boss?"
MilesMk1 (10:40:33 PM): "Captor."
MilesMk1 (10:40:46 PM): "Would probably be more accurate."
EverGuard4 (10:40:53 PM): "The Bokor?"
MilesMk1 (10:41:15 PM): #You have copies of all the chips, right? I can hand them over?#
Thematrian1 (10:41:18 PM): A small electronic device falls out of the J's sleeve. Small, cubic, sits next to the plate.
EverGuard4 (10:41:42 PM): Fight!
MilesMk1 (10:41:47 PM): Does it look accidental, or intentional? The fall, I mean.
EverGuard4 (10:41:54 PM): (sorry, Immortals began playing as I read your last msg)
Thematrian1 (10:42:43 PM): Roll Perception
Umbrafer (10:42:57 PM): (I kept a physical copy of each)
MilesMk1 (10:42:59 PM): MilesMk1 rolled 6 6-sided dice: 3 2 3 5 5 5
Umbrafer (10:43:03 PM): #Yeah, I've got one of each#
Umbrafer (10:43:10 PM): Do I get perception?
Thematrian1 (10:43:16 PM): (Sure, why not)
Umbrafer (10:43:24 PM): Umbrafer rolled 7 6-sided dice: 1 6 5 1 4 3 2
Umbrafer (10:43:32 PM): Umbrafer rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
EverGuard4 (10:43:48 PM): EverGuard4 rolled 5 6-sided dice: 4 4 1 2 3
Thematrian1 (10:44:10 PM): Blake thinks it was intentional, the other two think it's an accident.
MilesMk1 (10:44:36 PM): Is it so small that he could expect us not to notice?
Thematrian1 (10:44:45 PM): No, you don't think so.
MilesMk1 (10:45:13 PM): *points to cube and cocks an eyebrow questioningly*
Thematrian1 (10:45:16 PM): It starts to hiss slightly.
Thematrian1 (10:45:46 PM): "White noise. Just to be safe."
MilesMk1 (10:46:02 PM): "Ah. Of course."
MilesMk1 (10:46:38 PM): "Well, would you like to talk to Rock first, or hear my rundown of what happened?"
Thematrian1 (10:46:48 PM): "You go first, Blake."
Thematrian1 (10:48:17 PM): He's watching Rock closely, though.
MilesMk1 (10:49:17 PM): "Let's see... First: The people occupying the base have a fondness for the undead. There were quite a few of them, most used as unexceptional mundane security, though some vere more skilled, sentient, and showed various amounts
MilesMk1 (10:49:22 PM): of regenerative ability."
Thematrian1 (10:50:00 PM): "Undead? You're certain?"
MilesMk1 (10:50:33 PM): "They appeared rotten and decayed. Didn't look alive on thermals either."
MilesMk1 (10:51:00 PM): "I have a sample of the one you specifically asked about when you hired us if you'd like to do some independent testing..."
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MilesMk1 (10:51:08 PM): Damn snow.
Thematrian1 (10:51:33 PM): "Yes, thanks."
MilesMk1 (10:51:45 PM): "The fact quite a few regenerated makes them rather unusual corpses, but that's how it appeared."
MilesMk1 (10:51:57 PM): *passes over the heavily wrapped spine section*
MilesMk1 (10:52:06 PM): *nods at the sample*
MilesMk1 (10:52:32 PM): "This fellow apparently wasn't very far up the food chain, because we came across him very early on, outside the base."
Thematrian1 (10:52:54 PM): He takes it. "You've been inside, then."
MilesMk1 (10:53:21 PM): "He proved resistant to conventional weapons and flame. We had to use thermite to put him down."
MilesMk1 (10:53:51 PM): "Yes, we've been over all of the two levels we found accessible - had no way to tell if there was more, not without power tools and a company of soldiers..."
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EverGuard4 (10:54:43 PM): ... did anyone else just see Dragcrell leave without entering?
Thematrian1 (10:54:51 PM): (Yep)
MilesMk1 (10:54:53 PM): (yeah)
Umbrafer (10:55:03 PM): (Indeed he did.)
MilesMk1 (10:55:25 PM): "After we neutralized our friend with bad teeth, we started checking the underground facility."
MilesMk1 (10:56:21 PM): "We encountered little physical resistance initially - aside from things that were either illusions or spirits... One appeared as a badly mauled man asking to be killed..." *broods for a moment*
Thematrian1 (10:56:33 PM): "Probably some kind of trick."
Dragcrell (10:56:33 PM): (ya dame snows takeing down my net conetion for some resion not shour why the dise is barly being covered in it >_>)
MilesMk1 (10:56:42 PM): "Someone was also doing his level best to make me blow my brains out."
Thematrian1 (10:57:22 PM): ::low whistle::
MilesMk1 (10:58:34 PM): "We continued exploring, and after a couple of brief firefights with the... mundane... undead, finally ran into a creature completely covered in scar tissue supported by three of them."
MilesMk1 (10:59:01 PM): "He was a spellcaster, and seemed capable of resisting virtually all physical damage."
MilesMk1 (10:59:48 PM): "After we put about 20 rounds into him with no effect, I charged him, beat him unconscious with shock gloves, and then it was thermite for him as well..."
Thematrian1 (11:00:05 PM): "But the thermite did the job? Good to know."
MilesMk1 (11:00:53 PM): "Yes, it did. Although we used quite a lot, and tried to go for the head first. I hit the first one with a normal incendiary grenade, and he just lied in the damn flames and *smiled*."
EverGuard4 (11:01:10 PM): (I'm sorry everyone, but I need sleep before my engagement tomorrow) Goodnight all
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MilesMk1 (11:01:28 PM): "We had nothing in between - I'd like to have tried white phosphorus, maybe that'd have been enough."
MilesMk1 (11:02:42 PM): "We moved on, and found a surgical theater, as well as the people we told you about - and encountered Rock. Who turned invisible and fled after a short conversation, not being sure who we were."
MilesMk1 (11:03:21 PM): "We began attempts to revive some of the captives, and arranged for mass transport - which, unfortunately, we were told we'd have to wait for."
MilesMk1 (11:03:39 PM): "In the middle of that, we were counter-attacked."
MilesMk1 (11:04:08 PM): "Although we do have the recordings of our conversations of the few people we pulled out, and the chips they were running..."
Thematrian1 (11:04:28 PM): "Good. I assume you can provide me with copies?"
MilesMk1 (11:04:47 PM): "Yes. I have a bundle of data chips for you."
Thematrian1 (11:04:53 PM): "Good"
MilesMk1 (11:05:36 PM): "As I was saying, we were attacked - by an attack helicopter with a pair of new undead regenerating magicians on board."
MilesMk1 (11:06:28 PM): "Powerful ones, because while we were able to take down the helicopter, they managed to knock me and another associate unconscious, and we were forced to pull back."
MilesMk1 (11:06:43 PM): "I think they weren't expecting us to come back after that."
Thematrian1 (11:07:13 PM): "Understable. But you did?"
MilesMk1 (11:07:39 PM): "When I recovered, we hit the base again, at speed - and found the captives gone, and the enemy reinforced."
MilesMk1 (11:07:59 PM): "We found a number of them doing their best to bury a pair of corridors in rubble."
Thematrian1 (11:08:53 PM): "Did you find the prisoners?"
MilesMk1 (11:09:22 PM): "They were led by the Bokor Rock mentioned - he appeared to be a man in his 60's, and probably a mage - he controlled spirits, at the least - the two mages who stunned me, two powerful spirits, and six more undead troops."
MilesMk1 (11:09:32 PM): "No, we were unable to."
MilesMk1 (11:11:06 PM): "After a fight - during which Rock showed up and helped drive off one of the spirits - I made an attempt to check the facility again, and tried digging through to the buried areas, but it was beyond my ability. Simply too much
MilesMk1 (11:11:09 PM): rubble."
Thematrian1 (11:11:35 PM): He nods. "What about this Bokor?"
MilesMk1 (11:13:16 PM): "He proved too much of a threat to be taken alive."
Thematrian1 (11:13:26 PM): "But you did manage to kill him?"
Umbrafer (11:13:50 PM): (Mmm, facefuls of thermite.)
MilesMk1 (11:14:21 PM): "I shoved him face-first into a pile of burning thermite I had just used to take down one of his pet magicians."
MilesMk1 (11:14:41 PM): "His head showed no signs of growing back."
MilesMk1 (11:15:04 PM): #We keeping the flute, by the way?#
Thematrian1 (11:15:17 PM): He shakes his head. "And of course, you had to check...Do you have any pictures of him, or items of his?"
Umbrafer (11:15:37 PM): #Unless he needs it, yes.#
Umbrafer (11:15:58 PM): #Don't bring it up unless the rest isn't enough.# (What did he have on him again?)
MilesMk1 (11:16:06 PM): "Mr. World, do you have any video of the Bokor?"
MilesMk1 (11:16:20 PM): (Bunch of memory chips and keycards.)
Thematrian1 (11:16:30 PM): You had some video from one of the stratos, but not even a lot of that.
Umbrafer (11:17:03 PM): "I have some. Very little; the situation was�Ķ distracted."
Umbrafer (11:17:26 PM): (What's the best way to give him what I have? Whatever it is, I do so.)
Umbrafer (11:17:39 PM): (We copied the chips and cards, right?)
MilesMk1 (11:17:47 PM): "I have everything he carried that wasn't on his head... Some optical chips, and this bone flute, which I was thinking of keeping as a memento..."
MilesMk1 (11:17:57 PM): "As well as some keycards."
MilesMk1 (11:18:07 PM): *transfers over the chips and keycards*
Thematrian1 (11:18:12 PM): "Bone flute?"
MilesMk1 (11:18:43 PM): (Aw, shit. I need to read better. Sorry.)
MilesMk1 (11:19:03 PM): *displays the bone flute*
MilesMk1 (11:19:13 PM): "On a thong around his neck."
MilesMk1 (11:20:03 PM): #To be honest, I'd almost be glad to be rid of it, couldn't it be a way for them to find me? Us?#
Thematrian1 (11:20:18 PM): "Probably it's magical. I don't have the ability to analyze it."
MilesMk1 (11:20:32 PM): "We could probably check it out, then."
Thematrian1 (11:21:06 PM): He nods.
MilesMk1 (11:22:29 PM): "Following the failure at digging through, Rock mentioned the place began to 'change', and not in what he thought was a good way. Considering that the Bokor mentioned a master of some sort, and the level of opposition we
Thematrian1 (11:22:30 PM): He scoops up the loose stuff, keycards and so forth.
MilesMk1 (11:23:11 PM): encountered, lack of ammunition and general exhaustion, and the fact that we were there to provided you with information, not die heroically, we decided to depart."
MilesMk1 (11:23:38 PM): "And that just about covers it."
Thematrian1 (11:23:45 PM): He smiles a bit at "not die heroically"
MilesMk1 (11:24:19 PM): "Oh."
Thematrian1 (11:24:33 PM): "Oh?"
MilesMk1 (11:24:38 PM): "One last thing, we do have the names on two of the captives. Mr. World?"
Umbrafer (11:25:22 PM): Mr. World's player does not remember them. Mr. World does, however, relay all information about the two captives who were looked up.
Dragcrell (11:25:54 PM): (snickers)
Thematrian1 (11:26:07 PM): yep. Relayed. Totally
Thematrian1 (11:28:05 PM): He nods again. "What else?"
MilesMk1 (11:28:44 PM): (does it seem like he expects a lot more info?)
Thematrian1 (11:29:07 PM): Thematrian1 rolled 15 6-sided dice: 1 2 3 1 2 2 6 3 1 6 6 5 3 4 3
MilesMk1 (11:29:23 PM): "Unless you have any specific questions about the details, this is the extent of it. They weren't big on keeping records, it seems."
Thematrian1 (11:29:55 PM): "Makes sense. Well, you've more than earned your fee."
MilesMk1 (11:30:41 PM): "Thank you."
Thematrian1 (11:31:34 PM): He fishes three sticks out of his coat, slides them across the table.
MilesMk1 (11:32:13 PM): "If you will excuse me..." *checks the amounts*
Thematrian1 (11:33:24 PM): They match. (27kY each, if my memory serves me)
MilesMk1 (11:33:57 PM): (I thought 33kY, actually. Weren't we getting 50k up front and 100k on completion?)
MilesMk1 (11:34:28 PM): (Not that I actually remember it that clearly...)
Thematrian1 (11:34:31 PM): (That could be. I'm checking the logs)
Umbrafer (11:35:15 PM): (At some point we're going to need karma, too)
Umbrafer (11:35:45 PM): (All 65536 points of it)
MilesMk1 (11:35:58 PM): "To what extent would you like us to check on the flute, incidentally? There are people we can have look at it, but as with anything, specialists are expensive."
Thematrian1 (11:36:36 PM): He shrugs. "Whatever you can accomplish without funding. I've...spent most of my bankroll on you here."
MilesMk1 (11:37:12 PM): "I see... Well, we certainly strive to provide a comprehensive service, and will do our best."
MilesMk1 (11:37:43 PM): "Should we perhaps set up a new contact procedure?"
Thematrian1 (11:37:44 PM): He nods. "I have to go. You know how to contact me..."
MilesMk1 (11:38:05 PM): (or not)
MilesMk1 (11:38:22 PM): "Very well. Likewise."
Thematrian1 (11:38:57 PM): He smiles briefly, then stands, gathering up his little device as he does.
MilesMk1 (11:40:33 PM): *nods politely and sips his coffee*
Thematrian1 (11:41:10 PM): (Note: he also chatted with Rock a bit, but, you know...)
Thematrian1 (11:41:13 PM): He leaves unless he's prevented from doing so.
MilesMk1 (11:41:36 PM): (Right.)
MilesMk1 (11:41:48 PM): (BTW, was it 27k or 33k?)
Thematrian1 (11:41:56 PM): (33)
MilesMk1 (11:42:01 PM): (Woot!)
Umbrafer (11:42:03 PM): (Oh yeah, after probably the most courteous Johnson we've met actually pays us, we're going to shoot him.)
MilesMk1 (11:42:30 PM): (This is the one Johnson we don't shoot.)
MilesMk1 (11:42:35 PM): (Two is enough.)
Umbrafer (11:42:50 PM): (But we're going for 90%! ;) )
Dragcrell (11:43:07 PM): (lol)
Umbrafer (11:43:08 PM): (Yeah, we let him go. He's probably a bug spirit, but he's a friendly one right now.)
MilesMk1 (11:43:11 PM): (Unless you want to go shoot those Russians I still think set us up for the job with the double-crossing J where Sam died...)
MilesMk1 (11:43:37 PM): (But considering the weapons they sell...)
Umbrafer (11:44:09 PM): (Hey, we'll be able to settle all family business soon.)
Umbrafer (11:44:36 PM): (Chaos in the streets == perfect chance for revenge)
MilesMk1 (11:44:45 PM): *fnishes his coffee, makes effort to help Rock get used to the world, packs up the stuff and heads over to the van*
Dragcrell (11:45:12 PM): ( that can work both ways ya know ;-))
Thematrian1 (11:45:14 PM): And the group goes off to meet Dragcrell
Thematrian1 (11:45:39 PM): better known as Trickster
Dragcrell (11:45:46 PM): ^_^
Umbrafer (11:45:47 PM): (I'm banking on the not-so-unreasonable assumption that we've got the most mobile firepower ready to go at a moment's notice)
Umbrafer (11:45:50 PM): *Goes goes goes*
Thematrian1 (11:46:47 PM): Ok. Where exactly did Trickster tell them to go?
MilesMk1 (11:46:55 PM): (Yeah, it can work both way, but do *they* have nerve gas? I didn't think so. :P)
Umbrafer (11:47:11 PM): (Yeah, we can take out whole city blocks)
Dragcrell (11:47:18 PM): (I'm still waiting for there call hehehe)
Umbrafer (11:47:33 PM): (Alex has a score to settle with a cop, anyway. Drekhead should've known better than to try undercover work.)
Umbrafer (11:47:46 PM): *Ring ring*
Dragcrell (11:48:25 PM): *ancers* "ya?"
Umbrafer (11:49:00 PM): "Where should we meet you?"
Dragcrell (11:49:27 PM): (mmmm what near by with a farly larg number of ppl?)
Thematrian1 (11:49:54 PM): (Several, yes)
Thematrian1 (11:50:16 PM): (Mostly eating establishments)
Umbrafer (11:50:38 PM): (McHughes has better fries than Soy King)
Dragcrell (11:50:41 PM): *gives em the address of the closest then heads there keeping a eye out for any forms of a tail*
Thematrian1 (11:50:49 PM): Roll Perception
Dragcrell (11:51:04 PM): (ROFL Trick preurs freash food then the soy shit)
Dragcrell (11:51:13 PM): Dragcrell rolled 7 6-sided dice: 5 1 5 4 3 6 2
Thematrian1 (11:51:21 PM): Ok, you seem to be tail-free
Umbrafer (11:51:43 PM): (Good, you managed to shift your shape entirely. Now make sure you aren't being followed)
Dragcrell (11:52:02 PM): (lol smart ass)
Thematrian1 (11:52:05 PM): (Ha ha)
Dragcrell (11:53:21 PM): *sits down in a booth with a decent viwe of the door and suraounding area and wait for the others to arive*
Thematrian1 (11:53:31 PM): The van arrives.
Dragcrell (11:55:09 PM): (>_>........)
Umbrafer (11:55:21 PM): *Stuffs the remote-control deck into a bag, steps out of the van*
Thematrian1 (11:55:22 PM): You see Trickster. Trickster sees you.
MilesMk1 (11:55:59 PM): *Follows.*
Umbrafer (11:56:07 PM): "Hey"
Dragcrell (11:56:59 PM): "Hey so have place where we can talke about what I found?"
Umbrafer (11:58:09 PM): (What is the establishment we're at?)
Thematrian1 (11:58:28 PM): Fast soy food. Sit-down stuffer shack, more or less.
Umbrafer (11:58:57 PM): I'll get a refrigerated two-litre bottle of Aztecola and a soydog.
Umbrafer (11:59:03 PM): "Yeah, the van."
Thematrian1 (11:59:28 PM): They arrive with commendable haste.
Dragcrell (12:00:09 AM): *looks about every so often for anythaing thats out of place or ppl paying us undue attion* "thats good shele we be off then?"
Umbrafer (12:00:30 AM): "C'mon." *Goes back to the van, gets in*
Thematrian1 (12:00:43 AM): Perception, Trickster and Trickster only.
Dragcrell (12:01:02 AM): Dragcrell rolled 7 6-sided dice: 1 1 1 2 6 4 3
Umbrafer (12:01:05 AM): (Watchers!)
Dragcrell (12:01:13 AM): ech >_<
Thematrian1 (12:01:15 AM): It would seem not.
Dragcrell (12:01:44 AM): *gets in the back of the van*
Thematrian1 (12:02:14 AM): You're in. What now?
Umbrafer (12:02:38 AM): *Drives while eating* "Anyone want some Aztecola?"
MilesMk1 (12:03:27 AM): "I'm good, thanks."
Umbrafer (12:04:01 AM): "Trickster? Sa��� crap, sorry. Rock?"
Dragcrell (12:04:53 AM): "I'm fine" *looks around for the Rock fellow* "Rock?"
Thematrian1 (12:05:27 AM): (He's here, but EverGuard who plays him is not)
Dragcrell (12:05:54 AM): (ya I know tho could still get a discripion I belive)
MilesMk1 (12:06:07 AM): (And actually, the person who play Blake will have to turn in soon too.)
Umbrafer (12:06:08 AM): If Rock wants some he gets some, either way Alex then proceeds to start drinking the stuff straight from the bottle.
Thematrian1 (12:06:49 AM): (Come to that, I need to sleep soon too. Trickster, what are you up to?)
Dragcrell (12:07:38 AM): (was going to give the low down on what all I found to the fully awake crew heheh incase they forgot do to lack of sleep
Umbrafer (12:09:43 AM): (Well, looks like we're going to be breaking here for the night. Karma?)
Thematrian1 (12:10:09 AM): (Looks like, yes)
Dragcrell (12:10:42 AM): (works for me and sence I'm not getting any karam yet ;3 I'll be off unless you need me yet)
Thematrian1 (12:10:52 AM): (Good night, then. Sleep well)
Umbrafer (12:12:15 AM): (If not karma, do we at least get dharma?)
Thematrian1 (12:12:19 AM): Alex and Blake both get 31 karma.
Umbrafer (12:12:25 AM): Woah.
Thematrian1 (12:12:34 AM): The adventure spans a third of a year
Thematrian1 (12:12:36 AM): count it up
Umbrafer (12:12:42 AM): This is true.
MilesMk1 (12:12:57 AM): Cool, thanks.
MilesMk1 (12:13:14 AM): Actually, it started on October 19th. ;)
Dragcrell (12:13:32 AM): ok well have fun ^_^
Thematrian1 (12:13:35 AM): Yeah, but we skipped a few.
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MilesMk1 (12:14:00 AM): True.
MilesMk1 (12:14:10 AM): All right... See you guys Thursday?
Thematrian1 (12:14:12 AM): Still though...game on half a year ago. That's a distrubing level of continuity
MilesMk1 (12:14:33 AM): Yes, yes, we have no lives. Rub it in. :p
Umbrafer (12:14:55 AM): Hey, more fun that way.
Umbrafer (12:15:18 AM): It's going to be weird dealing with the possibility of law enforcement again, though.
Umbrafer (12:15:23 AM): Not that that'll exist long.
MilesMk1 (12:15:59 AM): Yeah... We can't just walk into someplace and burn everyone with thermite without someone looking at us funny. ;)
Umbrafer (12:16:29 AM): It may remain our prime method of eliminating enemies, considering.
MilesMk1 (12:16:58 AM): Let's not think about it just yet. Let's pretend the world isn't about to come crashing down.
MilesMk1 (12:17:09 AM): Anyway... I really need to crash.
MilesMk1 (12:17:13 AM): Goodnight, guys.
Umbrafer (12:17:15 AM): I would if we had more than twelve hours.
Umbrafer (12:17:23 AM): Sleep well, and see you Thursday.
MilesMk1 (12:17:31 AM): Yeah, but Alex doesn't know that...
MilesMk1 (12:17:33 AM): *waves*
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