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[ a private message pops up on your character's standard issue cell phone today... and there's a grumpy looking guy buried somewhere beneath a scruffy beard, long hair, and shades. the room behind him looks lit primarily by screens. a lot of screens. there appear to be cheetos in his beard. ]
Hmph.
[ he manages to convey a lot of contempt, even if he can't see your faces while he's recording this. it feels like he's judging them anyways. ]
If you haven't had one yet, you're due for an equipment orientation. So haul ass down to the Dragon's Hoard lab this Saturday around three to get your guns and money and the other stuff you're probably under-qualified to operate.
Hmph.
[ he manages to convey a lot of contempt, even if he can't see your faces while he's recording this. it feels like he's judging them anyways. ]
If you haven't had one yet, you're due for an equipment orientation. So haul ass down to the Dragon's Hoard lab this Saturday around three to get your guns and money and the other stuff you're probably under-qualified to operate.