Video+Spam

[hungryanhorny]

[A rare sight on all your screens tonight: Faith, actually drunk. Drink up the relaxed look on her face, bargegoers. With B and her clashing, this might be the last time for a while.]

 Yo! Listen up, dogs. New girl's gonna be co-running the bar from now on. So if Camalot from the other night wants to come on down some time, Romulan floats are on me.


General spam for anyone who wants to bump into her: 


[She hangs up the video, wandering down the hallway; trying not to think about the choice she just made. She can't help but wonder if Tommy might be proud.

Look at her - getting all responsible..]

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[takeyouapart]

....am I 'Camelot from the other night'?

[Private]

[yeahscience]

[Well, shit. Just when he was getting like semi-comfortable hanging around Arkady... He's been cutting down on his late-night pub visits a little bit lately, but he hasn't been planning on stopping altogether. But this new warden bitch, she's got the potential to make his life harder.

He hesitates over saying anything, but ultimately:]

Yo, what's your like... inmate policy?

[twoheadsofcabbage]

Co-running, huh? May I be the first to suck up?

[A smaller, nearly indentical head offers:]

I'll be the second.

[ Spam - per AIM plotting ]

[surfaceshine]

[Dean doesn't notice the video posted to the network; he's busy getting himself patched up in the infirmary and trying not to bite anyone's head off for something none of them can predict or fix. No one here can. Angua pissed him off, yeah, and that's a huge part of it, but even Dean can't deny in the space of his own thoughts that he was already halfway there to begin with. More than.

He's still pissed.

So have a hunter, patched up and distracted, as he strides back down towards level 4 from the Infirmary. He's more than preoccupied enough to not be watching for other people in the hallway.]

[sharpememory]

So, what's the bar policy on inmates now? Do we need to be supervised by our wardens or what?