Saul Goodman (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
5055034455) wrote2013-04-01 01:01 pm
5055034455) wrote2013-04-01 01:01 pm
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made my life less confusing. i always thought people like fucked up typing
I hope you like merlot.
[That's the last response he gets before she arrives at the makeshift office exactly ten minutes later, bottle of wine in one hand and two (proper) glasses in another. Maurice is at her heels, because she finds these sorts of discussions are easier when there's a cute animal in the room, and Maurice is nothing if not disarming.
She tucks the bottle under one arm long enough to knock, then steps back to wait.]
[That's the last response he gets before she arrives at the makeshift office exactly ten minutes later, bottle of wine in one hand and two (proper) glasses in another. Maurice is at her heels, because she finds these sorts of discussions are easier when there's a cute animal in the room, and Maurice is nothing if not disarming.
She tucks the bottle under one arm long enough to knock, then steps back to wait.]
[ She's heard worse. ]
I'm still working that out. But at least somewhere that people can write down where they went and what they did that isn't just going to get lost in the network. Some way to catalog the information because if you can't access it, what's the point?
I'm still working that out. But at least somewhere that people can write down where they went and what they did that isn't just going to get lost in the network. Some way to catalog the information because if you can't access it, what's the point?
[Of course he likes merlot.
Saul's at his desk when the knock comes. He debates between telling her that it's unlocked and actually getting up to open the door like a gentleman, then opts for the latter — she's classy, right? So she'd appreciate such a gesture.
He's grinning wryly when he opens the door, looking as ready for business as ever.]
Afternoon.
Saul's at his desk when the knock comes. He debates between telling her that it's unlocked and actually getting up to open the door like a gentleman, then opts for the latter — she's classy, right? So she'd appreciate such a gesture.
He's grinning wryly when he opens the door, looking as ready for business as ever.]
Afternoon.
Why were you taking pictures with a thing that could have mauled you?
[It's nice when people get the right impression.
Max's smile is polite, but warm enough for the circumstances. Maurice, meanwhile, has considerably less manners and takes the open door as an excuse to nudge his way past Saul and investigate what's going on inside.]
Ah - Maurice. [He's immune to being scolded, and Max's smile is apologetic as she turns her attention back to Saul.] Hello. Sorry about that, he's been a bit cooped up lately.
[In a tone that implies a no shit on the end of that, considering the situation.]
Max's smile is polite, but warm enough for the circumstances. Maurice, meanwhile, has considerably less manners and takes the open door as an excuse to nudge his way past Saul and investigate what's going on inside.]
Ah - Maurice. [He's immune to being scolded, and Max's smile is apologetic as she turns her attention back to Saul.] Hello. Sorry about that, he's been a bit cooped up lately.
[In a tone that implies a no shit on the end of that, considering the situation.]
[When Saul wakes up on the morning of the fifteenth, there'll be a note waiting on the kitchen counter:
Steph and Saul- went to find yetis. lots of people with me, don't worry! going to make friends with them :) be back in a few days!
If Saul searches the house for her after finding the note, she'll already have left.]
Steph and Saul- went to find yetis. lots of people with me, don't worry! going to make friends with them :) be back in a few days!
If Saul searches the house for her after finding the note, she'll already have left.]
That... could work. I guess.
[Until half of them fly the coop.]
Provided people actually respect it.
[Until half of them fly the coop.]
Provided people actually respect it.
Exactly how does one sneak into their own photo, pray tell?
[...no okay that's actually a little funny.]
Amazing.
Amazing.
That's true. Hey, you know what? This can be your project, if you want. Something to do in your spare time. As for the rover, there's this Blue Beetle guy — he seems to know the most about it. And organizing...
[That earns her a laugh.
Organizing.
Ha ha ha.]
[That earns her a laugh.
Organizing.
Ha ha ha.]
hey can you tell Jesse to stop being a dick next time you see him? his name's still on the lists but my texts and calls keep getting bounced. I didn't do anything I told people he WASN'T gonna hurt anyone.
Jesse went home. I think the network's malfunctioning with the lists, so pay no attention to that. He's not being a dick and ignoring you.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. Things have been a little crazy.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner. Things have been a little crazy.
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