We Float: Communications

( email to Del )

( email to Gabe )

( email to Matt )

( Email to Ganesh )

Gabe,

Can we get together sometime? Soon?

Zadkiel

Gabe,

You're not a bother. I'm the one being a bother. I didn't mean to make anyone worry; I just had to say something.

I just wanted to say thank you for the pie and the soup. I'm sorry I missed you when you stopped by.

Zadkiel

Indian or Italian?

Car chases, drama, or sophomoric humor?

( Flash drive dropped off for Zadkiel with note slipped inside )

( Email sent to Matt Cavanaugh )

You wanted pictures of the IDs. They're fuzzy.

[attached are very fuzzy images of the IDs that were found, complete with fingers, as if someone were picking them up and holding them close to the lens of the camera... the coloring is off, the angle strange, and there are fuzzy bits around the edges]

So. Do we have some space in this house or nearby where we can set up a proper sort of practice space? I mean, some of us have physical abilities we'd like to keep in shape, and I can't exactly do a tumbling run under a normal ceiling. And if I try teaching TKD in the living room, one of us is going to break a toe kicking the coffee table. And really, all of us ought to know a little self-defense, considering the current political climate. I don't want anyone to end up getting bashed.

Plus, well, there's dancing. Which Del is pretty good at and it takes space.

Then there's the whole it'd be nice to have an idea how we work together and all so we don't accidentally shoot each other because that would be amazingly painful and hard to heal from and not help the cause at all.

We need space, and a budget, and some idea of what you're okay with us laying in for equipment. Bars, mirrors, and mats at a minimum, I'm thinking, plus a good twenty foot ceiling.

-- Maxxie

Hey everybody!

So, now that we've all had time to do our things, I guess it's time to figure out whether it amounted to anything, and whether we're any closer to actually finding Richard Barton.

Maxxie, Mickey, JT and I went to his last known address, and since Mickey can walk through walls, we were able to get inside, even though the neighbors were less than helpful in the information department. One of them did tell us that they thought he might have a roommate who might work at a design studio.

Anyway, we went inside and found Mr. Barton's ID, along with about seven others. I wrote down the names and stuff, but I didn't take them. It didn't look like anything had been packed up, so either they were just not in but were still living there, or they just didn't expect to be gone after whenever they last left.

So kind of a dead end there.

Anyone else get anything else?

Tom

P.S. Don't forget to reply to all!

To: Alec
From: Char
Date: June 4
Subject: so...

( being blunt )

Hello, everyone.

I've taken it upon myself to create a secure network that will allow us all to communicate securely, both from within the house and remotely. I'm certain that many of you already know how to encrypt communications, but this will allow you to send things out to everyone in this group without a fuss.

Attached you will find all necessary access codes, user names, passwords, etc. When you log in, you will be prompted to change your password.

Use it or not as you like. You have my word that it is more secure than you're likely to find anywhere else.

Any questions, concerns, etc. please let me know.

- Alec

Katherine,

Pursuant to our conversation yesterday: I don't shit where I eat. I kindly request that you do not bite the hand that feeds you. If you take my meaning.

Humbly,
Alec