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[repairedbywebs]

How troublesome.

I've resurrected as much as I could of the Network, but parts are still down. Is anyone having problems holding together the mainframe?

How's the war? I'm quite comfortable. Of course, I'm sure that someone will entertain an accusation of cowardice. Please. Do see what I say.

Private to Socrates//unhackableAnd you, dear brother

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[arteryeater]

That motorbike would have been very handy today, Ms. Saya.

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[repairedbywebs]

I'm sure.

[teh_alpha_male]

Prudence is hardly cowardice Saya. Not that you'd care what they said about you anyways.

[repairedbywebs]

No, I really don't.

You're still alive.

[teh_alpha_male]

I'm too foolish to know that I should have died by now.

[repairedbywebs]

I see your wife is making a general nuisance of herself. To the Stewards, of course.

//Bang bang!//

[bigmamasboy]

[Server in his area went down, computer discarded. What is there left to do except BANG ON THE WAREHOUSE DOORS.]

//Bang bang!//

[repairedbywebs]

[camera moves down and into his face]

...Socrates.

//Bang bang!//

[bigmamasboy]

[Seeing the camera.]

Oy!

[There's a Jar of Seawater(tm) under his arm.... and a couple shadow twats on his trail.]

//Bang bang!//

[repairedbywebs]

Didn't you consider coming here earlier?

[camera lifts and focuses on the shadows]

Stupid. You have followers.

[lyra_of_dust]

En't you just being cautious? It's loud.

[repairedbywebs]

I am. The warehouse is soundproofed.

[lyra_of_dust]

Probably a good thing. It's a bit noisy everywhere else.

[repairedbywebs]

So I assumed.

You're still alive, then, Miss Lyra?

[favored_son]

I want your job. Whatever it is.

[repairedbywebs]

A mechanic?

[favored_son]

You get to stay in and skip the fighting?

[repairedbywebs]

I chose.

D did not?