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Jun. 12th, 2010 at 5:27 PM
My name's Mick St. John. I got here a couple days ago although don't ask me why. Or how. Then again, from what I've read, that seems to be the case with everyone here.
I have fairly particular dietary needs. I'm without my usual contacts - actually I'm without any of my contacts - and I haven't been able to make any more that I can trust.
I've noticed that there are several people around here who are a little like me. I guess that's what comes of being a Private Investigator, huh? So I was wondering if anyone could put me in touch with somebody who could supply a little A pos. I don't take from humans unless they're willing freshies. Back in LA I get my supplies from a contact in a morgue. He's one of us so it's easier. But here...
Jesus, this is crazy. We're supposed to be secret.
[Private]
No Beth. No Josef. No Guillermo. No Logan - damn I never thought I'd miss him and his Guitar Hero.
No Cleaner because - not needed. Man, that's not easy to work out. The Vamps here all behave? Not that I mind. Less for me to worry about. But we all seem just a little different from what I can figure.
I hate having to come out in the open like this. But I'm thirsty.
Why so many floors unavailable? Accommodation seems to start on the 13th floor - what's beneath? I'm guessing it's to do with Zenner since it's pretty much a no-brainer. But I can't get in and I can't see or hear anything from outside any of the windows.
I hate feeling like a pack of produce in a grocery store. This is not helped by my new tattoo.
The World Cup? Today? US playing England? I just might have to check in on that.
I have fairly particular dietary needs. I'm without my usual contacts - actually I'm without any of my contacts - and I haven't been able to make any more that I can trust.
I've noticed that there are several people around here who are a little like me. I guess that's what comes of being a Private Investigator, huh? So I was wondering if anyone could put me in touch with somebody who could supply a little A pos. I don't take from humans unless they're willing freshies. Back in LA I get my supplies from a contact in a morgue. He's one of us so it's easier. But here...
Jesus, this is crazy. We're supposed to be secret.
[Private]
No Beth. No Josef. No Guillermo. No Logan - damn I never thought I'd miss him and his Guitar Hero.
No Cleaner because - not needed. Man, that's not easy to work out. The Vamps here all behave? Not that I mind. Less for me to worry about. But we all seem just a little different from what I can figure.
I hate having to come out in the open like this. But I'm thirsty.
Why so many floors unavailable? Accommodation seems to start on the 13th floor - what's beneath? I'm guessing it's to do with Zenner since it's pretty much a no-brainer. But I can't get in and I can't see or hear anything from outside any of the windows.
I hate feeling like a pack of produce in a grocery store. This is not helped by my new tattoo.
The World Cup? Today? US playing England? I just might have to check in on that.
