Yesterday, during lunch, I'd retreated from the Mess when the bastard showed up and proceeded to plunk his stupid ass down at the table I had been sharing with Spiegel and Noelle. Neither of them seemed put out by it, but neither had been shot in the back by the bastard either, so to each their own. I ended up paying a surprise visit to Giannini ( Read more... )

This morning we left bright and early to gather up our host and head out for supplies. V and I agreed that Brian would not be safe with the bastard and romulan bitch, unsupervised. However, this decision lead to a need to break and enter, as well as a bit of tough love. I figure it was better than having to clean up a murder and hope it didn't ( Read more... )