*grumble*

Forgot to switch accounts.

That seems pretty standard from what I remember of being on dialup. I was very excited if I could get 7KB/sec.

Abe's found an industrial sized bag of pretzles, and has spent the last minute or so cramming them into his face. Occasionally, he'll wash them down with a swift, sloppy swig of of beer, drunk straight from the tap. Shifting his weight brings a slight crunching noise. He looks down, noticing for the...

Abe crouches silently behind the barrels he's chosen as his hiding spot. The rain blows hard against the metal garage door, but it's just a faint backround buzz after his filters are done with it. Kami's radio message comes through loud and clear though, and he starts unfolding from his crouch in co...

If that's the case, then I'll probably be making a scout/stealth type. I'm not sure whether or not I'll be going magical, but if I do, it'll probably be as either a physad or an aspected conjuror.

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Doh. It's Scamp. Forgot to switch the profile.
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"So you're the runt the old guy sent over. I've had turds bigger than you." Giving the girl the once over, he intends to say more before a look from Nekekami cuts him off. Grunting in displeasure, he turns back to his pocket secretary, looking closely at what the security systems tell him ...

Fucking hell. I knew we shouldn't trust that fucking mute asshole, Kami. I'm gonna stuff that voicebox in his ear. He knows better than to pull shit like this. Yeah, I'll make sure the biff is clean. As Kami and crew walk in the door, he keeps a mental eye on his pocket sec, making sure that none o...

"The odds are stacked so far against us in this one...lots of words about our guy, some choice ones being 'liability' and 'firewatch'." The ork visibly pales for a moment. "No fucking shit. Firewatch? Time to seriously consider a long walkabout on this one. I may be God's gift to the...

Watching Quicksilver for a moment, as she leans over the bar, he turns back to the audio system, putting the final touches on his work. "System's clean, and I loaded some tunes to drown out the background noise. No listening ears, and we'll have a recording for later use, if needed." Walki...

"Kiss my ass, slant-eyes." Abe throws a wrench at Nekekami's retreating head, and growls as the wrench smacks the closing door. He finishes his work in the next several minutes, then turns to look about. Quicksilver has finished her inspection of the perimeter, and is just starting to look...

The ork makes the drive pass quickly, between belting out lyrics to the Crystal Method and cutting off every SUV in sight. "Out of my way, baby factories!" Pulling into the back parking lot of the New Amsterdam, he slows down while Nekekami gets out and opens the garage door. Easing his ba...

"Move it, slant-eyes! We're gonna be late, and it'll be your fault again!" Abe stands at the door to the Mega-Loft, tapping his foot impatiently, as the Tsarina idles outside, pumping forth noise into the Seattle early morning air. He adjusts the straps on the pocket secretary and fiddles ...