War Is Coming Communications.

Now that I'm somewhat closer to settled, I'd like to request permission to take a look at the building's security systems. I have a few ideas about upgrades, but I'll need some hands-on time to be certain they're feasible. Who would I need to speak to about that?

Here's an update on the camp groups. If you're not on it and you're supposed to be, drop me a comment here and I'll add you in. For those of you who are new and have no idea what I'm talking about, I've helped arrange a training camp based on learning a few tips and survival techniques by way of fighting demons and a few other supernatural aspects (mostly spirits, really) of this world. The apartment complex is as safe a place as any for those of you who are staying there, but if you're out in the city or if Lucifer decides to send up a horde of bad our way, the camp'll help you prep yourself for the worse case scenario. Let me know if you want in!

( CAMP GROUPS. )

I'm also still putting together fake ID's. If you want one, talk to either me or Tonks, who has also agreed to help out with all that.

(FILTERED TO TONKS)
Ready to start that hunt?

(TEXT TO DEAN)
» I talked to Jacen. He's in.

(TEXT TO ADAM)
» I need to talk to you about something important.

I still think I'm just hallucinating all of this, don't get me wrong. But considering I continue to not snap back into reality, I figure it might as well be easier to just go with it for now.

So. How would I go about doing that?

Idiot news people. I don't care if Pippa Middleton was padded for the wedding or not, she's HOT! But furthermore, how is that news?

It amuses me how people can just tune things out. Like back home. Oh, we had a brilliant cover-up team, Jenny was a genius when it came to that stuff. But you've just been attacked by a creature from the future. Not even a past one where you could just be all, "oh, look, a survivor" but an actual one from the future that doesn't even exist yet. And you don't say anything??

The things that happen here. I don't get it. People see it, you know they do. How do they just write it off? I mean sure, there's people like me who believe in crazy things and the impossible. But some people make excuses for what they've seen or done. And I really just don't get it.

In better news, people are willing to pay good money to keep their computers from disintegrating. Throw a few flyers around town and you're golden. It's definitely not the thrill of working at home, but it's easy to do and decent money.

I built a GPS device out of a box of scraps. Literal scraps. Junkyard scraps, people.

I need more to work with than this if you want something worthwhile.


(Filtered against Felicia)
Does anyone know where Felicia lives? We have an appointment and I lost her address. I can't tell her that I lost her address because she'll think that I don't care and that would be incredibly unfortunate.

Help? Anyone?

This was not how I expected my day to go when I got up this morning.