>>>>>[Yeah, Money. No problems, other than that awkward scene at the gate when the girl from the LIason Office wanted a goodbye kiss, and Murphy's new Missus showed up figuring on the same thing. We got back to Seattle just fine, picked up two RFID tags the girl had left on my clothes when we were about to board, and burned them. Fortunately, Murphy slept through the flight back, and I was busy chatting up this blonde nearby, so they got nothing, except a recording of the girl getting into the Mile High club. What can I say? When I think I'm being watched, I find most spooks don't care to listen to someone having sex. Makes for uncomfortable situations in the surveillance van, yeah?
So anyways, Murphy went to check in with his folks, and show them his first real payday. Think he's going to check in on your tank, Money, once he finds out where they sent you after you got tank-napped. I offered to send some fish food with him when he went to see you, but he thought that joke might be in poor taste.
In the middle of my training session with the kid, teaching him about channeling mana to form spells. He's picking up the basics, at least, enough to not accidentally fireball people any more while doing katas. That was an... unfortunate incident, but not entirely unexpected, which is why we were practicing in the forest. And why we left, fast, before the Salish showed up. They get so touchy about things like that.]<<<<<
--Iceblade (21:24:27/01-17-74)