Chatty -> Wedge Antilles
I need to hit something. Care to join me?
Luke Skywalker
So, something happened, or didn't happen. Can a thing not happen?
I need to hit something. Care to join me?
So, something happened, or didn't happen. Can a thing not happen?
So before I freak out and risk the wrath of Dr. Chun, please tell me you didn't send me an anonymous Valentine's card? Because if I try to hack it (and likely get caught, I mean, I'm good but she's a LITERAL GHOST IN THE SHELL HOW COOL IS THAT) and find out it was a joke, that would be really really not funny.
To Do List:This is going to consume my every thought until I figure it out. It's probably Oliver Queen, since I didn't fall for his glitter reverse psychology.
- Shower.
- Iron Shirts?
- Count drink rations.
- Look cool.
MentionNOT mention I'm Vibe, because bragging is a turn off- Felicity could hack-- no, she'd tell me it's more romantic to let it be anonymous. CURSES.
Surveillance spotted three disturbances just outside our perimeter. To the north, our intel indicates the presence of four frost giants. East south east, roughly 100 robots. West, orcs.
We're taking volunteers from our military ranks to form three separate teams to handle this. These teams will investigate the disturbances, and defend our home. From what I've been told about what's out there, you should expect hostility. The remaining military will then be assigned to the second and third lines of defense, as well as guard posts, to ensure all of the civilians within our walls are safe. You'll provide back-up, if necessary. Listen to your commanders' orders.
It should go without saying, but until we tell you otherwise, this information is strictly classified. There is no need to incite panic among the rest of the population if we can take care of this at a distance, and I have faith that we can. If these threats make it past our front line, we'll handle it. For now, we're concentrating on making sure they don't get close enough to breach our walls in the first place.
I am entirely out of practice. Should any of you wish to spar, I would be more than happy to oblige. I'm struggling with the weather here. I never could get used to the cold.
I owe you an apology. I'm afraid I caused you much distress and heartache the other day. It was not my intent.
My name is Alfred. I'm supposed to be in the Lower Cathedral Ward of Yharnam under the guardianship of Father Gascoigne.