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Post by smokedtoast on May 4, 2009 18:25:53 GMT -5
Crestrunner practically cursed to himself before responding sharply. "Have the security teams track her down. Discretely if possible... I do not want to deal with another epidemic problem so soon. It's bad enough the troubles Payload was causing before she went on her forced vacation..." He starts to rub one side of his head as he looks down at the container, his 'hair' melting and shifting into a more feathery set of constructs for a moment. This is definitely going to be one of THOSE days...
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Post by festum on May 9, 2009 20:12:21 GMT -5
Prowlwing couldn't hold back her mean spirited chuckle.
"Aye aye, boss. But she's probably long gone. I know I would be."
Prowl began to walk away as the lift reached it's destination but paused and turned a knowing look back towards him. "After all. I'm sure we're not the only ones who have read her file, Honey."
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Post by smokedtoast on May 21, 2009 13:40:19 GMT -5
"Slag it!" Crestrunner responds before suddenly shifting fully into beast mode. He glares in Prowlwing's direction before heading towards the lift as well, half grumbling and half cawing at the same time. "Is there any good news in all of this?" He mutters to his fellow employee.
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