-Six bows his head-
-He looks less like a murderous supersoldier, and more like a six-year-old who got caught eating from the cookie jar-
Six: None.
-to Roy- Not sure where she went.
edited 12th Jan '17 7:42:06 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Tamiko) Squall: Well. There's one certain job assignment we as a company have to deal with. And there's a bunch of hired mercs that right now happen to find themselves severely understaffed due to a certain dumbass. They're getting briefed tonight, and come from another world which might somehow be connected to yours. Go meet them and join them later if interested. Something might come outta this.
(@Six) No Name: Let's see what the Commander and the President might suggest to do with our firepower problem. It's better than doing nothing at all.
Six: I don't think any of the money has actually been paid yet. So we might be able to do that.
It would come at the cost of a chunk of our mission pay, though.
-to No Name- Perhaps they might be able to help us out.
Perhaps.
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"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Squall nods to the ninja and returns to his papers, achieving the state of utter concentration. The light above the door is green again.
Doors of the Garden main entrance barely manage to open in time as the high-speed protoplasm blob barges in and abruptly stops, shedding pieces of itself with a loud splat. Hastur reassembles itself quickly and approaches the bunch.
Hastur: ~waves~ Hello people. Hope I didn't miss anything.
Asagi: No biggie.
-She glances at Tamiko-
@Tamiko ...Sorry for the lousy welcome, by the way, but we're sorting ourselves out. >.>
I need to go recharge soon, so I wanna say hi before I forget, ninja lady.
@Hastur ...No, you sorta arrived at a good time to scare people.
edited 12th Jan '17 7:57:09 PM by Raidouthe21st
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)Naomi: ...
Couldn't we, like, borrow a guy from those dudes we got all the datacores for?
They got six and discovered FTL and we threw them... uh... five times that at minimum. I think they're in debt to us now.
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."(@Lisa) Hastur: Thanks. ~blushes with yellow~
(@Team) Hastur: Good to know. Just wanted to inform you that the Artorias issue has been dealt with. For this time-space continuum, at least.
Among other papers Squall finds a folder with an application for job sent by someone going by "Nova". He pushes the intercom button and starts talking.
Squall: Xu, check the hall for someone named Nova and send her my way.
Well, Nova, you're called upstairs.

Suzu: ... None?