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I need a doctor who can look at a post-op patient.

And we need painkillers.

Private to Zach and Anthony || unhackable || John's codes

John's back. But he's older. He might not take kindly to your faces, so try to keep a low profile until he's better. Then I'll explain.

John.

Connor come in.

Wherever you are; come in.

You want to fuck with me?

Come close and I'll shoot your head off.

[ooc: Not cursed but dead. So Witchhunters feel free. His threat is for real, tho]

John, the german shepherd in the living room is Kyle. I got him because I thought we needed one. Let me know if that's a problem.

Cleaned the guns, got the dog, redid the living room, rearmed the kitchen, redid all the locks, cleaned the bathroom. I still need to get the rest of the explosive moved.

There isn't enough time in the day.

Earthquakes, blackouts, rainstorms and strange diseases.

Sounds like a week at home.

I need a baseball bat and a baseball.

This place again.

God damn it.

Phone | John | unhackable

[code] John it's me.

[ooc: BACK FROM THE MOST AWESOME SEASON FINALE EVER]

John, hurry up.

I'm teaching self-defense classes. Sign up if you want to learn.

[ooc: His meal ticket left the city]

A lot of people get comfortable here.

And people are sure no time passes in other worlds?

Connor.

Can't I trust you to do anything anymore?

Clean the god damned bathroom, will you?

[ooc:...yes. Wrath]