Mm. The first day of Spring is this weekend. Which means that it is expected that snow will melt, trees and plants will bloom, and...animal mating rituals will be in progress.

....

Hm.

::sits at his desk quietly::

::scratches the side of his face::

....

::scratches it again, becoming irate::

::feels a small lump::

...?

::gets up, traverses the hallway to the bathroom, enters, and peers in the mirror::

...!

::prods the small red bump on his cheek with his forefinger::

::winces and narrows his eyes::

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These cat and mouse games are becoming increasingly...

::fakes yawning::

...boring.

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For amusement's sake. Not that I would expect anything less from Agent Jackson.

::curls his upper lip in disgust::

Agent Centinela, I can see that you've become somewhat arrogant; these hubristic ways of yours have apparently gone to your head.


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::finds himself in front of Maritas' home::

::turns and looks up and down the street, then sighs heavily knowing that she is not there::

::with a solemn countenance, carefully lays one of the agency's new 40mm GP-30 grenade launchers on her doorstep, with a big red bow on top::

::promptly leaves::

In the words of the vernacular...

...HOLY SHIT

My apologies for my...needless to say, lack of updates as of late. I was tasked with something of a classified mission involving...

::grins darkly::

...explosives, and a middle eastern shoe factory ( Read more... )

::roars::

Agent Moore, I demand an explanation. Now.


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