[Phone]

Hey, Mayfield, I got a question for ya. Just for curiosity's sake. If someone's droned for good, whaddya think happens?

I don't know if I can stomach that Conrad kid being so friendly all of a sudden. That ginger detective's not botherin' people as much as usual, either.

Fin? You're still here, right? You better be...

[Action]

[Later that ( Read more... )

[Later in the evening, Casimiro is wandering around town "behaving". Yes, after running amok a few nights ago, he's now attempting to keep a low profile. Long story short, he decided to take his evening meal tonight from a few drones he met at the bar. All of whom he gave copious amounts of alcohol to. So, yes. Casimiro is now stumbling around ( Read more... )

[Not filtered like a boss. Just another example of Cas' recklessness right here.]

This town's sure goin' to hell isn't it? Good thing I don't care, otherwise I'd have a real mess on my hands.

Well if anyone wants to enjoy a drink while this shit gets real, I'll be at the bar.

[Filtered to Finas]

Hey... uh. Figure maybe we should talk. I gotta head in ( Read more... )

That "party" was a complete bust. Not interesting at all, I can't even believe I wasted my time going. [And all the "interesting" stuff that did happen at the party seemed to happen to everyone other than him. What cruel irony.]

By the way. Conrad, how sad we didn't see you! I had somethin' to give you too. [Namely a right hook.] You avoiding us ( Read more... )

[Let's take a walk through Casimiro's day, shall we? Yes let's!

A) It's late morning/early afternoon, and the pub is almost completely empty. Casimiro is "working" behind the bar, playing solitaire, practicing fancy shuffling tricks, and the like. Stop in at your leisure, he might play you a round of poker for a drink. But be careful. He cheats.

B) ( Read more... )