Jun 22, 2010 15:19
[MARS COBRAAAA Filter]
The next phase of the project begins today. Sark, Talbot, report to our other friend for your assignments. [HINT HINT he means Costigan. Just not gonna say it anywhere it could be intercepted, since Costigan now has all his mad science stuff.] And tread lightly. A few... careless words have raised suspicions which could jeopardize the entire project. [NYAH NYAH DESTRO]
[Private to Bela]
I trust you're satisfied with the results of our side project?
[Infirmary Filter]
I resign. And no, Denise, that isn't an admission of guilt. Continue your little 'investigation'; I don't care. It's become quite clear that none of you trust me, and you're never going to trust me, despite a consistent record of good behavior, extra hours put in for each crisis and qualifications that surpass the other inmates in the infirmary. So, I see no further point in remaining in an environment where I'm constantly regarded with baseless suspicion. Enjoy the bodies that are piling up. I'm sure Judas's quite capable hands can manage them.
[Private to Ana/Uhura]
[He starts to say something, then gives up and clicks off.]
[Private to DA HUUUULK]
Dr. Banner? May I speak with you?
[OOC: The Cobra Filter is just Costigan, Bela, Sark and Destro. He's leaving Baroness off because of Uhura. ANYWHO, this kicks off Round 2 of the Nanomites Plot, and yes, Costigan, the fact that he's telling the others to report to you means you've been ~promoted~.]
ssssscience?,
n-n-n-nanomites,
infirmary,
cobra-lalalalalala,
fuck you destro