Suddenly, I'm covered in flowers. Which is different. I'm not complaining, could have been worse. Kinda unusual for it to rain flowers, though. Things have gotten a little quiet the past few days. I'm gettin' prickles on the back of my neck just waiting for a curse. Don't think the flowers are it since I don't want to eat 'em or anything weird like that.
So I've got a question... How is a raven like a writing desk?
Someone said it's a riddle, but I got no clue what a raven and a writing desk have in common. I'm thinking the guy was trying to screw with me.
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The Major has allies. I suspected before, he was too on the gil to not have, but confirmed now.
I've got a feeling I won't be getting what I want out of him, not with usual methods. The man's a tough nut, maybe one of the toughest. You can't threaten him. Can't out maneuver him. Far too smart. He's playing a game I've got yet to figure out the rules on, and if I don't I'm never going to catch up with him.
...it was always easier just bustin' through the elevator doors.