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[shambled]

Personal contact for Trafalgar Law: M046269821 or axon@tanagura.gov/torao@tanagura.gov

Contact for 'business' matters - M005732886 or negocios@tanagura.gov

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virus!

[kittyears]

Don't let this get to your head, but do you want some?

[shambled]

[Excuse?!]

That's a hell of a way to ask if a guy's down to fuck.

[kittyears]

[Oh, great. Not again. The recipient, however, makes Blake a little less upset over something so lewd being sent out from her palm reader.]

Not that I would be opposed by any means, but those quite the words I would have used.

[shambled]

You didn't send this, then?

"Don't let this get to your head, but do you want some?"

...

The brats must be at it again.

[kittyears]

[And now she's embarrassed. Even more than before.]

One of my workers got a virus from APB and it seems as though it's spread it my palm reader.
I really hope they find a fix for it...

[shambled]

[Shit, it's in his Reader too. Good thing he keeps sensitive material on his other Palm Reader.

He'll see if he can get it out himself, but he might have to get Noiz to show him how to uproot it.]

I'll let you know if I come across anything myself.

That said, you want me to come over? I'm game if you want to turn this into a real booty call.

[kittyears]

Good.
And here I thought I was doing a good job of staying clear of their wiles.

[But yes, how about that subject change!]

But yes, where there is annoyance, there is opportunity.
Your message is something I would be happy to do.

[shambled]

[He could bitch about bratty APB kids for days with her, but yes, screwing their brains out sounded like a much better course of action.]

Where should I meet you, then?

[kittyears]

[They all really need to get punched in the face, to some extent.]

My place.
At your leisure.

[shambled]

See you soon.