tearing away my patience and my wit | private

[isuseless]

WHO: isuseless, iron_liver, youmakemesmall, sustain_life, flameon_baby.
WHAT: Illuminati V. 2.0 Smart people (and Johnny) meet-up and talk about what the fuck is happening. Quick-log to make things run more smoothly and quickly.
WHERE: Room 202, the Bins, Manhattan.
WHEN: Wednesday, July 7, 2010, late evening.
WARNINGS: --

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[sustain_life]

[Suitchan is here as well, it's a little worked up though it's standing perfectly still next to the kitchen table. The only sign it's actually not shut down at the moment is the faint glow of the lines on its fore arms, shoulders, and head and a faint glow from its eyes.]

[youmakemesmall]

[Jan almost drinks out of a beaker next to her, thinking it was her cup, and pushes it aside with a slight frown. Really, Reed? Jan will SHARE her lab with you, as small as it is, if you will stop trying to poison her.]

Well, boys? What's the verdict?

[liverletdie]

[ Tony arrives from down the street. Where was he? Weeeeell that's a secret.

Okay he was in the middle of something when this all went down. Thanks, Galactus. ]

Alright, how bad is it?

[sustain_life]

[Iron Man is glad Tony is back. It was worried when it first realized there was Galactus activity.]

[isuseless]

[ With everyone finally in the room, Reed rests his chin between his thumb and forefinger and looks at every member of the room. ]

I wasn't allowed within the perimeters, but was given a quick glimpse of the body--or what is left of it. Galactus is, presumably, dead.

Iron Man was flying overhead and collected data from the scene which he very graciously shared with me after I left. The helmet is being broken down as we speak.

My educated guess? They're hiding something. [ He shrugs. ]