[12] [Voice; English] best plan best plan

[phasebitchin]

[The first thing you get is an exaggerated sigh. Lilith is posting from the relative safety of her room.]

Why the hell are you morons still trying to explore the restaurants? Are you deaf, or have you just been ignoring the network?

[Seriously. She does not comprehend.]

Comments

[thenotmagician]

Both, prolly.

[phasebitchin]

Freaking genius. And what about you, smart guy?

[thenotmagician]

I'm sittin' on my ass waiting for th'crew to actually do something for once.

[phasebitchin]

They have, can you believe it?

Not that it amounts to much.

[ntjstapwn]

If they haven't listened yet, they probably won't listen to you either.
You'd think if they were intent on getting themselves into trouble, they'd at least do it in a way that didn't endanger anyone else.

*Locked//83% Unhackable*

I had a question for you, by the way.

[phasebitchin]

Maybe it's machismo. Or something.

[Lilith considers trying to lock hers, but she could manage 80% hackable aaat best. She leaves it be, since they have no ties.]

Whatcha got for me, boy?

[ntjstapwn]

Or something.

*She doesn't lock hers, so he doesn't bother to lock in return. Its not like she hid it earlier, anyway*

Its about that trick of yours. I wanted to know more about it.

[phasebitchin]

What for?

[She barely knows him, doesn't know his occupation. He could sell her every kind of sound reason, but nonetheless...]

[brynkitten]

I think the better question is, is anyone actually doing anything or trying to figure out a way to fix all of this crap instead of just coping with it?

[Not that Bryn's doing anything to help the situation. She's been hiding in Lilith's room with a mending broken arm and heavily bruised shoulder.]

[phasebitchin]

Yeah, well.

[Clicking off her communicator. Lilith might say things she doesn't want broadcasted.]

I tried helping out and got diddly-- lost my arm and some of my toes. Unless somebody comes up with a plan that doesn't involve me playing martyr, I'm not gambling.

[She eyes Bryn's injuries critically.]

Besides, between you and Anna, I got my hands full.

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[brynkitten]

[Bryn clicked her own comm off, leaning back against the wall as she rested on the bed.]

Not saying you should be doing something. God knows I don't want to throw my friends into the thick of it...especially since you've already helped me and are...still helping me.

[She was, after all, grateful for all Lilith had done for her this week.]

It's just that it doesn't seem like anyone's organizing any sort of plan to figure out how to stop all of this. We know what caused it after all...

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[phasebitchin]

Don't sweat it, babe, alright?

[Lilith takes care of her own. In a split decision she climbs onto the bed and scoots up comfortably, minding the broken arm when she offers hers for a cuddle, if that's what Bryn wants. Girrrlfriends do that sort of thing.]

The helping, I mean. At this point I'd like for everyone to stop getting themselves mindfucked. It would be a start.

[dormant_beast]

I...need to talk to you.

[brb completely disregarding ur post]

[phasebitchin]

What's up?

[She's reluctant to leave, but if it's important.]

[dormant_beast]

I will come to you. Where are you?

[phasebitchin]

My room. A friend is here, but I don't think she would mind you dropping by. Is this private?

[gunsandhonor]

Maybe they're tired of sushi.

[phasebitchin]

That's what King said. You know, the guy who messed with Bryn. Who we had to pull out of her own grave.

[gunsandhonor]

[... Well crap. He'd missed hearing that comment.]

Er... right. I'm not... sure about the others, I just... fish and rice don't... do it for me.

[That sounds so lame.]

[phasebitchin]

[Ffffffft poor Gavin. He did try.]

You have a point-- getting pretty sick of nothing but sushi, sushi, sushi myself. Until we know for sure that whatever is down in the restaurants is gone, though, it's what we have.

[... And against her own warnings, Lilith is debating what a war party of badasses might do to dispose of the threat.]