[Gus has been very quiet on the network. He's been combing through post after post trying to get as much information as he can. Not a whole lot. But at least he knows more than when he started. But it's finally time to make his presence known.]Question, does this place have a sense of time? I know it gets dark and light outside, but is it really ( Read more... )

[Gus has spent most of the time he's been here on the Elegante, combing through old posts on the comm. Picking out the tiny insignificant details is Shawn's specialty. But that doesn't mean Gus is completely useless.

He's in the library now, notebook filled with things that may or may not be completely significant.]Hey, Shawn. Come to the library ( Read more... )

[Gus didn't stay in his room for long. He peeked his head out. Then back in. Then out again. Back in. And now out. Slowly, he slinks out of the room, back pressed to the wall. The James Bond theme song is playing in his head. Or maybe Mission: Impossible. Yeah. Definitely Mission: Impossible. Anyway, when he's sure there's nothing here that'll ( Read more... )

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