[Encrypted Text]

[nodavinci]

[The following is sent Monday morning to anyone who was present in the Old City on Thursday of Week 19 (November 19th OOCly, for player reference).]

If you're still breathing, check in.

Comments

[text]

[sadandsingle]

More or less.

[text]

[nodavinci]

Stick with more. Less kind of sucks.

[text]

[sadandsingle]

Been there, done that. Didn't get a t-shirt, unfortunately.

[encrypted text -- Kaidan's version, if Tony's interested in trading crypto-stickers]

[standsentinel]

Breathing is a go. Second stage, so if you don't want my amazing company I understand. I do have booze and a new toy to play with.

[Encrypted Text]

[nodavinci]

[And it's sent back modified, because if he's busy with that, he's not busy thinking about how much he wants to blow the entire domed city into bits no larger than a grain of rice.]

Booze and tech is always a promising combination.

[Encrypted Text]

[standsentinel]

[Very nice, Tony. Kaidan splits it off to store and study later with his eyebrows lifted. His answer comes back beneath another encryption, this one with the odd little alien tells of something borrowed from Liara.]

Medium scale molecular fabrication unit. Read 'em and weep.

[text]

[damn_it_jim]

The patients haven't managed to kill me yet. You?

[text]

[nodavinci]

Substituted caffeine for breathing a few years ago.

[text]

[damn_it_jim]

Good, one less bit of work for me. The undead aren't my problem, as long as they don't start trying to chew on my brain to get the coffee out.

[text]

[galacticheroine]

Still breathing.

[text]

[nodavinci]

Awesome. Your people all make it through?

[text]

[galacticheroine]

All accounted for and in one piece. How about yours?

[Text, with obvious difficulty]

[steamosaurus]

Her e. alve, even>.

[Text]

[nodavinci]

That's it. I'm putting dinosaur-sized dictation software on my to-do list.

You're good, right? We don't need to send doctors? And scaffolding.

Re: [Text]

[steamosaurus]

sme sortof eay to mke speeech into scrpt? ntresting

Am hea;thy an uninjjures.

ths is frustrtng.

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[redledgerdays]

Reporting.

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[nodavinci]

Heard anything out of Barton or Janet?

text;

[redledgerdays]

Nothing from Janet. Clint's keeping a low profile as usual.

[golden_retriever]

[ Encryption was never his forte, but Monday morning, stuck in the hospital and still recovering, there wasn't much else he could do. So he answered. For once. ]

Sure. Breathing.

[nodavinci]

Noted.

[thefuzzyguy]

Hre

[Three fingers: Not conducive to texting. Neither is shellshock, of course.]

[nodavinci]

[One of the kids? He thinks so.]

Good to know.

[Text] Latest of the late ;_;

[arrowminded]

Taking census?

[Text]

[nodavinci]

Something like that. Wouldn't want to miss someone trapped under a burning building. It'd suck for our reputation.

Text

[theverymodel]

Breathing. Working.