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xp_communication2004-12-06 09:27 pm
xp_daytripper) wrote in xp_communication2004-12-06 09:27 pm
Encrypted emails to Angelo, Marie-Ange, Moira, Pete, Doc Strange and Craig
To: [big brother]
From: [trouble]
Hey big brother,
Didn't get a chance to catch you before I had to leave, but yeah, you might have heard by now, there's a bunch of us in Vegas. Can't say why exactly, except that it's work rather than play. And do I mean work - it's good to be useful, but this is getting ridiculous.
Any way, just a short email to let you know the aliens didn't get me overnight, and to ask if you could keep an eye on Manuel for me. I was able to talk to him and explain what was going on (sort of) before I left, but I really don't like leaving him. But it's got to be done. :(
Take care of Paige and Joyita, and yourself, and I'll bring you back something - should be back in a week or so.
A.
To: [frenchie]
From: [trouble]
That would be me leaving just as you're back in the room. *rolls eyes* I spoke to Doug this morning and he mentioned you were up and about again, which is great news, and that you're taking care of things for me, which I really appreciate. So does Frank, I imagine. But yeah, Vegas at short notice, and can't talk about why we're here, only that it's a bit like Istanbul. With a less nice place to stay. :P Le Beau has an evil sense of humour and sent me via bloody Anchorage first - does it ever not snow up there? Brr.
Looks like Doug, Forge and I are going to be pretty busy with the prep work, but I'll make sure Doug doesn't turn into Scary Computer Bloke too much and at least eats occasionally. You look after yourself, all right? I'm supposed to be the insane roomie, remember? ;)
A.
To: [bagpipe lady]
From: [gloaming]
I figure Nate's sending you reams of love-poetry or something every day, but I wanted to drop you a quick line and say we're both fine (although he's fretting about you, the big dope - he forgets you can look after yourself sometimes, I think. It's sort of cute, really), and that we're pretty much keeping an eye on each other. Nate thinks it's just him keeping an eye on me, but it goes both ways. *grins* I'm sleeping better, and I managed to heal myself well enough to be up and about pretty well, so no hassles there.
I know I don't need to say it, but I will any way - keep an eye on Manuel for me? He's finding the whole thing a bit overwhelming sometimes, and he'd probably appreciate breaks for normal stuff. And you know how he is about remembering to eat when he has his memory, let alone now, so someone to have dinner with might be a good idea. Possibly for both of you. *innocent look*
A.
To: [uncle pete]
From: [trouble]
...I really hate this plan? Apart from the shitloads of magic I'm going to have to use, I really don't like what I'm going to have to do. *sighs* And the worst of it is that it makes sense. I hate it when Le Beau's right.
A.
To: [SStrange@columbia.ny.edu]
From: [toilandtrouble@yahoo.co.uk]
Hey, Doc,
Don't know if Pete told you what's going on, but I'm in Vegas doing something that I can't talk about but is really important for the school. I've attached an outline of what magic they're expecting me to do, and it's a big list. Got any pointers? Or, you know, pep talks? I'm getting Craig to help with some of it, but there's still a lot I have to do myself.
A.
To: [neuromancer@bt.co.uk]
From: [toilandtrouble@yahoo.co.uk]
Hey Craig,
Remember that stuff we were mucking around with when I was there? The 'don't see me' charms? Looks like I have a use for them. Drop in for a chat when you get this? You know what my laptop looks like.
A.
From: [trouble]
Hey big brother,
Didn't get a chance to catch you before I had to leave, but yeah, you might have heard by now, there's a bunch of us in Vegas. Can't say why exactly, except that it's work rather than play. And do I mean work - it's good to be useful, but this is getting ridiculous.
Any way, just a short email to let you know the aliens didn't get me overnight, and to ask if you could keep an eye on Manuel for me. I was able to talk to him and explain what was going on (sort of) before I left, but I really don't like leaving him. But it's got to be done. :(
Take care of Paige and Joyita, and yourself, and I'll bring you back something - should be back in a week or so.
A.
To: [frenchie]
From: [trouble]
That would be me leaving just as you're back in the room. *rolls eyes* I spoke to Doug this morning and he mentioned you were up and about again, which is great news, and that you're taking care of things for me, which I really appreciate. So does Frank, I imagine. But yeah, Vegas at short notice, and can't talk about why we're here, only that it's a bit like Istanbul. With a less nice place to stay. :P Le Beau has an evil sense of humour and sent me via bloody Anchorage first - does it ever not snow up there? Brr.
Looks like Doug, Forge and I are going to be pretty busy with the prep work, but I'll make sure Doug doesn't turn into Scary Computer Bloke too much and at least eats occasionally. You look after yourself, all right? I'm supposed to be the insane roomie, remember? ;)
A.
To: [bagpipe lady]
From: [gloaming]
I figure Nate's sending you reams of love-poetry or something every day, but I wanted to drop you a quick line and say we're both fine (although he's fretting about you, the big dope - he forgets you can look after yourself sometimes, I think. It's sort of cute, really), and that we're pretty much keeping an eye on each other. Nate thinks it's just him keeping an eye on me, but it goes both ways. *grins* I'm sleeping better, and I managed to heal myself well enough to be up and about pretty well, so no hassles there.
I know I don't need to say it, but I will any way - keep an eye on Manuel for me? He's finding the whole thing a bit overwhelming sometimes, and he'd probably appreciate breaks for normal stuff. And you know how he is about remembering to eat when he has his memory, let alone now, so someone to have dinner with might be a good idea. Possibly for both of you. *innocent look*
A.
To: [uncle pete]
From: [trouble]
...I really hate this plan? Apart from the shitloads of magic I'm going to have to use, I really don't like what I'm going to have to do. *sighs* And the worst of it is that it makes sense. I hate it when Le Beau's right.
A.
To: [SStrange@columbia.ny.edu]
From: [toilandtrouble@yahoo.co.uk]
Hey, Doc,
Don't know if Pete told you what's going on, but I'm in Vegas doing something that I can't talk about but is really important for the school. I've attached an outline of what magic they're expecting me to do, and it's a big list. Got any pointers? Or, you know, pep talks? I'm getting Craig to help with some of it, but there's still a lot I have to do myself.
A.
To: [neuromancer@bt.co.uk]
From: [toilandtrouble@yahoo.co.uk]
Hey Craig,
Remember that stuff we were mucking around with when I was there? The 'don't see me' charms? Looks like I have a use for them. Drop in for a chat when you get this? You know what my laptop looks like.
A.
Either works for me...
Thank you so much, Frenchie. Seriously, it's a load off my mind if I know he's not sitting in his room scared to come out without me around.
And while Doug has the odd language advantage, I can hold my own for a bit. Need to practice the Sumerian any way. *grins* Besides, he gets too cranky and I use the TK spell - I need to practice carrying weight any way for this thing, so there's my
defenceexcuse.Of course the Sugar Fairies listen to loud adn punkish music - they need some way of maintaining some cred amongst the faerie types out there. And they don't need repaying if there is a certain visit to a certain amnesiac to be made.
Oops, Craig's pinging me. Actually, he just stuck his head into my email program and told me to get off my arse and sort this stuff out with him, so I'll catch you in a bit. No sleep for the magically-inclined.
A.
Re: Either works for me...
I think Doug has -finally- stopped counting languages he knows. I hope so, at the least. The last time he was trying to figure out if computer languages counted.
He can be bribed. Peanut butter and chocolate candy - espically the Reese's ones, so if you need a last resort, that would likely work. I have no idea why he likes those things, American chocolate is ... I have no words for how icky it is. Too sweet and sticky.
A visit, with lizard, will definitly be made. If Manuel does not remember Frank, I will reintroduce him. Hopefully at the very least, Frank will remember Manuel.
If Craig is still sticking his face in your email tell him I said hello and that if he turns you into a scary computer person like Doug that I shall feel the need to find a way to ship him to somewhere horrible that has only very slow dialing-the-internet internet access.
Try to get some sleep. I am supposed to be the insomniac roommate, remember?
Angie.
This I have to see. *grins*
I'll keep the bribery material in mind, even if it does sound revolting. Who the hell combines chocolate and peanut butter? *shudders* Still, it's not like Americans get to have the decent chocolate, so they never know what they're missing. Re-education might be needed.
I think Frank will remember Manuel - Manuel looked after him for me after Mexico, and they bonded. It was kind of cute in a really weird and scary way. ;)
*laughs* I won't repeat what Craig just said - I think you scared him with that threat. Don't be surprised if you find cryptic messages on your desktop or something - he said something about returning the favour. And he's whinging about having to use the actual postal service now. Means he'll have to leave the house, which he apparently doesn't do from November to the end of February - he says something about in cyberspace no-one can hear you sneeze, and why would he want to risk getting a 'flu?
I'll get some soon - just need to finish wrapping things with Craig. The time difference is a bastard sometimes.
A.