My work week(s) from hell have officially ended. I'll be getting a post up this afternoon. Wee!
EDIT: And... posted. A throne? Really, Mr. Johnson? Why don't you just stuff a couple socks in your crotch while you're at it?

Does the team have a dedicated face? Or we going to try negotiating at all? Wilder's probably going to accept the job no matter what. He's an adrenaline junkie chiphead; he's not going to live long anyway and the nuyen's too good to pass up. If we have a Face looking to engage in some traditional bartering, speak now or forever hold your peace.