Trust is like a broken mirror. You can fix it...

I'll be damned. Budd's gone. And here I was thinking he was hiding out in the liquor cabinet again. He crawled out of here, quiet as a church mouse. 

...Good riddance to bad rubbish. Could fight worth shit. And worst of all? Worst of all that motherfucker had a second lease for living and did the same fucking thing. Drinks at the Coliseum. Call it a celebration. It is. The first round is on me. From there you're on your own.

Tomorrow I'll find that hole in the wall where he's been hiding and see if there's anything worth my time. I doubt it. ...those damn brothers are nothing but disappointment.

The City was pleasant yesterday.

One of these days I'm just going to wake up and lose it. Big time. I hate you people who have a multiple room apartment. I hate you people who can stand roommates.

If you're taken, don't fucking talk to me. I don't want to hear it.

Cross, where are you?

Private to Lin;
Today? I need to work off some aggression.

( Private//Unhackable )

Fun, I guess. But what the hell is the point?

( results in the cut )

Some of you are pigs. Eating all of those and with how they taste. I don't know whether or not to pity you or congratulate you. This would have been a beautiful opportunity to start collecting blackmail. Really too bad.

Yeah. I had a few. Secrets are out. A few things:

You are pathetic, Budd. What the fuck happened to you? Maybe it was because I never knew.

Radu. Baby, it's been a long time. I think you've got a problem or two. Three.

Hello, good sir. I don't believe we've met.

Neville remember that talk we had. That one time.

Luke. What the hell. Are you serious? Does this warrant a conversation?

Nothing floating around out there about me that I'm aware of. Let's keep it that way, bitches.

Private to Bill//Unhackable

Good news. I didn't see anything about there about you directly. However...


[ooc; Strikes hackable with skill.]