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[hollowleg]

Back from San Francisco. I now know how pulses come back when you cross into the field and it doesn't suck as much as I thought it would. glad i left myself a note to fly into newark and drive and not locke. still had to pull over when it hit

I see that you all managed to make the hugest goddamn mess while I was gone. I swear I can't leave any of you alone for more than a few days. "Preemptively" killing Blood Keys and offing Proud? A+, gold star, much applause. remind me not to get on the numbers club's bad side, christ.

EDIT: as a note, if you aren't one of the morons who decided to act like a vigilante dumbass, i'm not talking to you. obviously.

[PRIVATE; Chris]

Hey, back in town. Can I stay with you? If your uncle's house isn't still in shambles. I can try and help with that maybe.

[PRIVATE; Ryan and Bertl]

yo dorks I heard tell of a wedding. we should pow-wow on cake ideas. I know you don't need to eat, but all your guests will. What's a wedding without cake??

Comments

[dododo]

Hm. I suppose it is.

[hollowleg]

you have a different idea?

[dododo]

No. I hadn't really thought about it.

[hollowleg]

well think about it. I'm actually curious if someone has another idea

[dododo]

All right. I will.

[ Maybe. ]