Communications

[Drunk text to Fenris]

>> if i hadd ot get pcked up and thrown out of a bar by somone iw ld want it to be yooooou.

>> YOu have armms and stff.



[Drunk text to Marian Hawke]

>> Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarion.

Sorry about how foul I was being, before. I do have the truck back now, by the by, and I'll owe you some fantastically old bottle of scotch. It's being sent over, thanks to my sis. She only promised to punch me twice, this time. So that's lovely? Considering she usually punches at least three times, in a blatant attempt to dislocate my shoulder.

The point is, though? I believe that I mentioned to Gaila when we last spoke that you had her belongings. It's a wee bit unclear what she wants done. She hasn't called back like I thought she would, but that's likely due to the fact she'd forget her bum if it wasn't holding her legs onto the rest of her. That, and she was going to New Orleans, so I'm relatively certain if I buy a copy of Girls Gone Wild volume 382933298, that I'll probably see her flashing her knockers to the camera men, and a wee piece of myself will die inside.

You haven't happened to hear from her at all, have you?

[Heavily encrypted texts to Garrus]
>>Just made it past customs in Belgrade. I'll be boarding the plane in about twenty minutes.
>>We still haven't worked out the issue of what I'm going to do when I get back to California, though. I mean, I can't exactly be off the grid and go back to my old house.

Still waiting to hear back from someone, but I've had some time to think on things and was wondering if your offer to help still stands.

If it wouldn't be a huge bother...would you have some time to do some scouring about for some information, for me? I'd owe you. In fact, I'll pay for the parts and do the labor on the suspension for your bike, in exchange.

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[Email to Merry Brandybuck]

I'm sorry but it slipped my mind that I hadn't gotten back to you yet about the beach. Of course you can use it. When is this party happening? I'll need a written note or I'll probably forget and unintentionally crash it.

>> Trail has gone cold.

I would like to offer you a grant so you could expand your studies. I can provide a team and equipment if you're interested in a field expedition.

~Jack Harper

"I'm not sure how to tell you this. They fished a red head out of the water yesterday, with severe burns. She's in an ICU. I'm pretty sure she matches Gaila's description, but they don't have a name for her yet. "

[Text to Robert Baratheon]
No Robert you are not allowed to tell the wee brats any 'gay stories about daddy'. Are you drunk or have you gone mad?

Something's come up. Gaila somehow ended up in hospital rather messed up, like she'd nearly drowned and something about being burned? Not sure about that yet. Kitty (the ninja girl) had to scour around to find that. Either way, Gaila is in New Orleans and I'm going to be leaving asap so I can try to see her, if her mother isn't being an absolute bitch on wheels, as usual. Will keep you apprised of the situation.

Sorry? Things have gone pear shaped. Everything else is done though. You have the key if you want to look in on it or check on things.

[Text to Brandon Sullivan; 1.18am]
You awake?

By the time Orb actually picks up the phone, she's not actually livid anymore. She took time to calm herself down.

It's not entirely like she's sure he'll answer it anyway.

Seeing as how she'll show up on her caller ID as her, and he'd been an evasive bastard for almost two weeks at that point.

[Secure and heavily encrypted message to Shepard]
I wanted to say thank you.