-
[Coming Together]
It took some searching, and a not inconsiderable amount of financial maneuvering (trust funds and bank accounts transferred, withdrawn from, liquidated), and possibly a few subtle threats... but he has the building. Two stories and a basement, just a few blocks from the ESU campus ( Read more... ) -
[voicemail for soulsafire]
"Benedict. Please come visit me when you are able? There are matters we must discuss."
Click. -
[OOC]
So, hey! This dude... still has his charity project he's working on. That will probably involve recruiting his students, those of them interested and able (read: with muns still interested in playing), and getting them to help him out for the summer ( Read more... ) -
[Fun with Shapeshifting]
A nice little cafe in the Nexus. A red-haired man of indeterminate age, waiting for the young woman he'd made an appointment with. He sips his coffee, and tries not to grimace at the taste.
The things he does in the name of the species... -
[OOC]
Taking a shortish RP break, to get my bearings back. Apologies to anyone this leaves hanging.
Feeling much better now. (Possibly) disregard! -
(Untitled)
An interesting reply to his ad, to be certain. Jalal considers the note for some time, then starts to set up a relatively exposure-free contact method. New PINpoint-phone, registered to "Alexander Clay." Shifting his voicebox into a new shape, for a higher, softer voice. Trying out a few different affectations and accents, before settling on a ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Jalal al-Kamil has had five thousand years in which to make and carry out his various plans, and five thousand years in which to figure out how to deal with complications to those plans ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
President En-Nur's endeavors in the Nexus have been pleasantly successful, thus far. A variety of deals made and technologies traded for, and a thankful lack of attack by spandex-or-leather-clad mutant assassins.
And now, an invitation to a more private sort of meeting, in order to discuss a potential exchange of genetic technologies. Lovely. ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
Ne-Wasir is still as conspicuous as ever, on his third day in the Nexus. (Which is to say: more than most people, but still less than the giant fuscia octopus-man.) Even among the bustle of the open-air Nexus Market, there's a certain something about a white-eyed six-foot-something fellow in crimson robes ( Read more... )
