"So.....what's going on?"
11/23/2012 12:03 PMPosted by ZarkunI feel a need to point out that Cayl isn't in the room. And that there's no way anyone but the Councilmen would have known. Now your guys look like dicks.
With a small *click*, Darreus's finger connects with the button. Instead of a world-shattering kaboom, the slightly sad music ceases playing, and the small palm-top computer proceeds to fold into itself, assuming the cubic size of a small bullet.
"How about you put the gun away, and we can all settle down to a nice chat? I'd hate to have to tell the suit to clean up a scratch." a voice issued forth, modulated and inhuman.
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