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Kostas [chatzilla@hide-EA08D246.rez.mcgill.ca] entered the room.
Jason: Ready?
Kostas: Yes
Jason: Chapter Three: Prisoner of War
Jason: Dai nemici mi guardo io, dagli amici mi guardi Iddio!
Jason: I protect myself from my enemies; may God protect me from my friends!
Jason: - Italian proverb
dicebot [f@hide-7327B50C.dsl.teksavvy.com] entered the room.
Jason: You're sitting in the back of a cab, having just left the strangely dispassionate David and his Orson at their home. The cab is en route to take you to the prince, whom Adolfo said that he had to see.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'm going to put my hands over my shirt. I realize that I'm filthy and bloody
Kostas: I can't believe that I lost myself to beast.
Kostas: I've always been so good at controlling it, but the stress is getting to me.
Kostas: I also don't want to tell Professor Lennox any excuses
Kostas: I just feel like Kate and David have proven annoyingly useless in a lot of ways.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: You catch a glimpse of yourself in the car's rear view mirror. You look pale, inhuman. As you spite you brief cohorts, your misanthropy leads you to the conclusion that, more and more with time, you seem to be taking after your sire, physically, mentally, spiritually. It's a mixed feeling.
Jason: You wonder if you should change before you see the prince of Santonna.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'll look at the cabby.
Kostas: "Can you pull over at the nearest clothing store?"
Kostas: "I'll tip you extra."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: The driver blows air through his lips as he troubles himself to think of a clothing store open this late at night. Then, without speaking, turns a corner and parks beside one of Santonna's most expensive, Rex, its warm, classical lights still luminous in the darkness of the night.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'll need something quickly
Psaturn [chatzilla@hide-BF797D4D.hsd1.ma.comcast.net] entered the room.
Kostas: I walk in and try to find the most basic, white shirt that I can find.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: A door attendant walks up to you, inspects your face, your bloody, tarnished clothes. "Can I... help you, sir?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I look at him.
Kostas: "I just had to take my friend to the hospital."
Kostas: "I'm late for a fancy dinner. I just want to look at something cheap and plain, preferably white."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Manipulation + Subterfuge, difficulty seven, specialty roll.
Kostas: roll 7 7
dicebot: Kostas rolled 7 7 --> {7}
Kostas: roll 7#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 7#d10 --> [ 1d10=7 ]{7}, [ 1d10=3 ]{3}, [ 1d10=1 ]{1}, [ 1d10=7 ]{7}, [ 1d10=9 ]{9}, [ 1d10=4 ]{4}, [ 1d10=9 ]{9}
***Kostas rolls 1 dice: 5
Kostas: whoops
Jason: The attendant plays with his lips with his tongue, as he wonders whether or not to believe you. Finally, he steps aside and says: "All right, come in, just don't start any trouble."
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I nod courteously but I don't make eye contact.
Kostas: I instinctively cover myself with my arms.
Kostas: I'll try to find exactly what I said, something cheap and plain, preferably white. Just some kind of plain white non-collared t-shirt/
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Certainly no t-shirts at this store. At most, you find a very overpriced white long-sleeve button down shirt, and notice the employees at the counter and those stationed about the store to help customers all staring at you.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: God, this is awful. I'll look like such a fashionable queen if I wear this.
Kostas: Lennox will definitely rip me apart.
Kostas: I guess I am going to see the Prince though.
Kostas: Still, I want to keep a low profile no matter what. I don't want to look showy.
Kostas: I'll look for something similar at a lower price. If I can't find anything, I'll just have to buy that.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: That shirt is as plain as the store carries, unfortunately.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'll take the shirt off the rack and bring it over to the counter.
Kostas: I'll look at the price as I walk over.
Kostas: It's pretty awesome that I was just at an Opera tonight and I'm buying a shirt that's way fancier than what I wore to the Opera.
Kostas: I'll put it on the counter and wait for the clerk to ring it up.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: With sales taxe, the shirt costs just under two hundred dollars. The woman at the counter eyes you expectantly, waiting to hear that you can't afford it.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: This is so goddamn good
Kostas: How many people are at the counter?
Kostas: Also, how much money do I have on me?
Jason: There are two counters with one person at each. You have about $230 in your wallet, which comprises the rest of the money you'll have this month.
Jason: Do you have a credit card?
Kostas: No
Kostas: I was too much of an aloof asshole to get one
Kostas: The stipend the university gave me was always enough considering I don't buy food and my only allowance is rent.
Kostas: er
Kostas: expense is rent.
Kostas: I didn't want any sort of mail ever coming to my apartment anyways.
Kostas: I'm too afraid to use any of my domination powers.
Kostas: I'm still rattled from completely eviscerating the fat man.
Kostas: I know that I'm a vampire but I'm too used to keeping a low profile and needless killing fills me with anxiety.
Kostas: I'll plop down the money on me and smile at her.
Kostas: "As you can tell, I need a change of clothes."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Charisma + Expression, eight.
Kostas: roll 2 8
dicebot: Kostas rolled 2 8 --> {2}
***Kostas rolls 2 dice (D=8): 3, 4 => [Failure]
Kostas: That's my real roll
Kostas: Oh well! I fucked up hard
Jason: Use dicebot.
Kostas: roll 2#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 2#d10 --> [ 1d10=8 ]{8}, [ 1d10=2 ]{2}
Kostas: Okay, I'll use dice bot from now on
Jason: She smiles at you, laughs politely at your attempt to be affable.
Jason: Takes your money and bags the shirt.
Jason: "Well," she says, "try to have a good night."
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "Thanks so much."
Kostas: I'll grab the shirt and smile.
Kostas: I leave and hop back into the cab.
Kostas: When I'm in the cab, I'll tell him to continue to wherever the Elysium is.
Kostas: I'll also try to change shirts in the backseat.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: The driver begins to yell about not getting blood on his seats, and tells you to change outside.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: Life is a nightmare.
Kostas: I'll try to make him understand that I want to do it inside the cab.
Kostas: "Do you want to be associated with seeing someone change out of bloody clothes getting into your cab?"
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Manipulation + Expression, eight, specialty roll.
Kostas: roll 4#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 4#d10 --> [ 1d10=7 ]{7}, [ 1d10=5 ]{5}, [ 1d10=2 ]{2}, [ 1d10=7 ]{7}
Kostas: Motherfucker
Jason: The driver, who clearly speaks English as a second language, says: "Shut the fuck up and change out of my car."
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'll shake my head insolently.
Kostas: I'll get out of the car and change, throwing my old shirt into the gutter.
Kostas: I'll get back in and tell him to take me to the Elysium.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: The drive is short, but awkward. He drives you into the richest part of town, over a small bridge which keeps Santonna's wealthiest at a permanent disconnect from the city at large. He stops beside a very large, dark mansion; there are several cars parked outside of it.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: How much is the fair?
Kostas: er
Kostas: fare
Jason: More than you have.
Kostas: Good.
Kostas: Promising him an extra tip hopefully at least helped keep him civil and let me use the cab
Kostas: "Here's $15 dollars. If you want your tip, you can find it in the gutter next to my bloody shirt."
Kostas: I'll throw the money at him, jump out and run up to the mansion.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: It strikes you as odd that he simply drives away instead of getting out and following you.
Jason: You can hear a lot of noise from inside.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'll stand outside and used my Heightened Senses to try to hear what's going on inside.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Several mature voices are shouting, asking things about what happened, mentioning the opera house, you hear words like Thaumaturgy, Chimerstry, Obfuscate.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I don't even know what I'm going to do when I get inside.
Kostas: I could do a blood ritual but I'm out in the open and I have nothing but failure to report to Lennox.
Kostas: It'd be great if Lennox and I got cell phones and I could do my best Kate Ford impression.
Kostas: Instead of having to use my blood up to contact him from afar.
Kostas: I'll enter the mansion knowing full well that I might have to spill anything I know.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: The door is locked, I'm sorry.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: Is there anyone around?
Jason: Outside? No.
Kostas: Are there any side entrances or doors or windows around the building that I might be able to access?
Jason: Do you have qualms about knocking?
Kostas: Oh.
Kostas: I guess I didn't knock because I thought they wouldn't hear me.
Kostas: I'll knock hard on the fucking door!
Kostas: Over.
Jason: You lift the snarling Beastly door knocker and bang it down three times. It feels good to do this. You've only ever been the prince's Elysium as a lapdog for Professor Lennox, and he always got to use the door knocker. You feel independent.
Jason: The door opens, an older, white-haired man whom you recognize as Prince Vernon's butler.
Jason: He studies you, and asks: "Who are you?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "I
Kostas: 'm Kostas Stavros. I'm here to report Sabbat involvement at the Opera house."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: The house gets noticeably quieter. More than a few people heard you use the S-word.
Jason: Suddenly, Prince Vernon Tandey, a well-built, black haired man comes to the door. "Excuse me, Fein," he says, dismissing his butler. He says to you: "Would you care to say that again?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "Most exalted Prince, I have reason to believe that the Sabbat is responsible for the Opera House incident."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: "Who are you?" he asks, as a crowd of well-dressed people begins to form at the door.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "My apologies. My name is Kostas Stavros. I am Professor Lennox's childe."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Prince Vernon scratches his stubbled chin. "Kostas..." he says, "Yes, of course."
Jason: "All right, come in, come in."
Jason: He lets you through the door, the crowd parts for you. You're led into his den, a great number of chairs sitting there, some full, some empty, all haphazardly placed. There's a great buzz in the room around you, making you vaguely uncomfortable.
Jason: "This is the childe of Lennox, the old Tremere are the University," he announces to the crowd. Then he asks you: "Were you there tonight?"
Jason: Now that you are inside, you take note that you do not see Adolfo.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I was just going to ask if I saw him.
Kostas: "I was at the Opera. I saw the flames although they caused my friend whom I had brought with me to Rotschreck."
Kostas: "I chased after him. I believe that is when I realized the Sabbat were involved."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: "What happened?" shouts a voice in the crowd.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "My friend panicked and I ended up following him with a few other vampires I met that night.
Kostas: "
Kostas: "When we found my friend, we also encountered a vampire using Lasombra magic."
Kostas: "One of the vampires I was with confirmed that the vampire was also at the opera."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: "Who were these Kindred?" asks the prince.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: If I don't see Adolfo, I don't want to necessarily link myself with me.
Kostas: But I might not have any choice.
Kostas: If I can just keep my wits about me at the very least, I can reveal what I know without involving Lennox specifically.
Kostas: I don't want them to know that Lennox wants the Brother's Onus.
Kostas: I can't assume that Lennox was commissioned to study the Onus by the Prince either.
Kostas: He might want it for his own ends, after all.
Kostas: "One of them was named Kate, and the other one I believe was the pianist at the Opera."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Charisma + Expression, seven.
Kostas: roll 2#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 2#d10 --> [ 1d10=6 ]{6}, [ 1d10=8 ]{8}
Kostas: Wooo
Jason: You sense that the prince, and his audience, is beginning to grow impatient. The buzz of the room doesn't quiet, everyone here is trying to decide how the Camarilla should move, and they are waiting to hear your information.
Jason: "Which of these was Lasombra?" he insists.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: hmmm.
Kostas: "The vampire Kate told me that the Kindred's name whom we confronted was Luka."
Kostas: "I believe it was him who used the Lasombra magic."
Kostas: "I knew that the magic was vile, us Tremere vampires can sense it in our blood."
Kostas: Over.
Kostas: Is that the right name?
Kostas: I forgot
Jason: Luca.
Kostas: Right, sorry.
Kostas: Can I pop my collar for extra expression points?
Jason: No, I'm sorry.
Jason: They would not respect that.
Jason: Many members of the crowd whisper "Luca..." among themselves. The prince grabs your shoulder and asks "Kate... is this Kate Ford? Childe of Isabela Villareal? Lasombra herself?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "I have no idea, exalted Prince. I never saw her practice any sort of Sabbat magick."
Kostas: "She never acted like she was not one of us. I believe that to be the case."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: The prince looks to another in the crowd, who says: "She would have black hair. Thin, young..."
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "I
Kostas: "I'm just confused, as I feel like she would have had some kind of protection against the Lasombra magic."
Kostas: "I suffered especially poorly from the magick, as I feel that the Lasombra hate for the Tremere is personified in the spell."
Kostas: "But she seemed disquieted by it."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Charisma + Expression, nine.
Kostas: roll d#10 2
dicebot: Kostas rolled d#10 2 --> error: malformed expression
Kostas: roll 2#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 2#d10 --> [ 1d10=1 ]{1}, [ 1d10=9 ]{9}
Kostas: noooooo
Kostas: Man, that is frustrating
Jason: The prince has absolutely no sympathy for your words on the Tremere. He grows annoyed at a lack of information.
Jason: "Since you know so well of magic," he asks, "did you recognize the fire as a Tremere's doing?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'm dumbfounded.
Jason: You can roll for this, if you like.
Kostas: Yeah, I'll roll
Jason: Perception + Occult, eight.
Kostas: roll 7#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 7#d10 --> [ 1d10=9 ]{9}, [ 1d10=3 ]{3}, [ 1d10=7 ]{7}, [ 1d10=8 ]{8}, [ 1d10=8 ]{8}, [ 1d10=5 ]{5}, [ 1d10=10 ]{10}
Kostas: 4 successes, excellent
Jason: You know that it was definitely not Thaumaturgy. You recall what Adolfo said clearly: the flames weren't real. They weren't even there.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "Most exalted Prince, true Thaumaturgy creates real fire, not illusionary flames as I believe we saw. The realm of illusions falls distinctly into the realm of Sabbat magick."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Intelligence + Occult, eight.
Jason: Specialty roll.
Kostas: roll 7#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 7#d10 --> [ 1d10=3 ]{3}, [ 1d10=6 ]{6}, [ 1d10=9 ]{9}, [ 1d10=4 ]{4}, [ 1d10=1 ]{1}, [ 1d10=8 ]{8}, [ 1d10=10 ]{10}
Jason: Reroll the 10.
Kostas: thank god I still pass
Kostas: I always get nervous when I see ones
Kostas: roll 1#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 1#d10 --> [ 1d10=4 ]{4}
Jason: Only after you say what you just said do you realize: no it doesn't.
Kostas: Shiiiiiiiiiiiiit
Kostas: Conniver...
Jason: But before you can correct yourself, shadows converge in the center of the room. Everyone clears away from them as they reveal themselves as a foul, hideous Nosferatu, whose jowls hand nearly a foot off of his face and whose eye sockets are the shape of crescent moons, and a strong, muscular man whom you can guess is the sheriff.
Jason: Courage, difficulty five.
Kostas: roll 3#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 3#d10 --> [ 1d10=3 ]{3}, [ 1d10=9 ]{9}, [ 1d10=1 ]{1}
Kostas: yaaaaaaaa
Jason: It's illogical; hell, it's insane, but after you misspeak to the prince, his visible frustration with you, you cannot help but half-believe that this shadow-sheriff has come for your head. His strong physique, intimidating body, they ignite your senses and you run, run, run, pushing through the crowd.
Jason: The prince calls out for someone to stop you, but you make it out of the door and run straight into the arms of the pianist, David Bancho, who tumbles backward down the stairs to the prince's home. Orson rushes to his aid.
Jason: Pause.
Kostas: Haha, shit!
TenThousandMutants [biscuitbut@hide-E164C225.hsd1.wa.comcast.net] entered the room.
TenThousandMutants is now known as DavidBancho
Jason: You both take a point of bashing damage.
Jason: Many people inside the house peer through the doorway at the scene.
Jason: Over.
DavidBancho: I'll heal the two points of bashing damage that I have.
Kostas: "What are you doing here?"
Kostas: Also I'll look in disgust at how fat I think Orson should be.
Kostas: Just kidding.
Kostas: Over.
Jason: Kostas, will you not heal?
Kostas: If I can, yeah I guess so.
Kostas: I'll heal also.
DavidBancho: "I managed to overcome what Adolfo did to me."
Kostas: I figure you were giving me a hint.
DavidBancho: "What on earth is going on? Are you okay?"
Kostas: I don't mean to meta-game, disregard that.
Kostas: "I don't know."
Kostas: "I was speculating on what happened at the Opera."
Kostas: "But I spoke before I thought and then the shadows materialized into a form and I don't know what's going on right now."
Kostas: I'm visibly shaken.
DavidBancho: "Have you met with the Prince?"
Kostas: "I just met with him. I told him that I think we met with a Sabbat, but nothing else."
DavidBancho: "You didn't discuss Adolfo?"
Kostas: "No. I didn't see him here."
Kostas: "I came here for him, after all."
DavidBancho: "I see."
DavidBancho: "Well, I think I'd like to talk to go speak to the prince."
DavidBancho: "I need to ask him a few things.
DavidBancho: "
DavidBancho: babby ...
Kostas: "I think I can I go back in."
Kostas: "I just...I acted stupidly."
DavidBancho: Alright, I'll go TO WHEREVER the prince is.
DavidBancho: over
Jason: Kostas, roll Willpower, seven.
Kostas: roll 5#d10
dicebot: Kostas rolled 5#d10 --> [ 1d10=10 ]{10}, [ 1d10=2 ]{2}, [ 1d10=8 ]{8}, [ 1d10=5 ]{5}, [ 1d10=10 ]{10}
Jason: You regain your composure, feel the strength returning to you again to enter the Elysium. You both walk up the steps and the crowd looks at the three of you, left stupid.
Jason: Finally, Prince Vernon asks: "David?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: I'll stand pat and watch.
Kostas: I'll try to pay attention to what David reveals.
DavidBancho: I'll walk up to him.
DavidBancho: "Hello."
Jason: Remember to both still use Over.
DavidBancho: Oh
DavidBancho: over
Kostas: Over.,
DavidBancho: over ...
Jason: The prince looks to Kostas and says "The pianist." Then to both of you: "You've met one another?"
Jason: Over.
DavidBancho: "Kostas was instrumental in saving my sire Adolfo."
Kostas: If I weren't already the living dead I'd look completely pale.
Kostas: "Yes, I met David tonight."
Kostas: Over.
DavidBancho: "I need to discuss some things with you. If that's alright, of course."
DavidBancho: over
Jason: David, you notice that the Elysium is crowded with many important looking people tonight, far more than yesterday. There's a constant hum of conversation as people are struggling to respond to the opera house incident.
Jason: "Why did you run out just now, boy?" asks the muscular sheriff to you, Kostas, you swallow with fear.
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "It was the...the...shadow magic. I felt irrational there."
Kostas: "Sorry, all this excitement is new to me."
Kostas: "I'm used to doing research for Professor Lennox."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: No one is satisfied with your answer, but Prince Vernon says "We don't have time for this." He turns to the disgusting Nosferatu and says "Cyck, what did you find?"
Jason: With a snarling, wet voice, the Nosferatu says: "They're keeping someone stashed away at the Black Water Hotel. I think it's the person that wrecked your party."
DavidBancho: "He was the one that attacked Adolfo."
Jason: The prince is really struggling to make sense of all this information. He turns to you, David, and asked: "How is Adolfo involved?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "David, do you have any idea?"
DavidBancho: "I believe it's because of Brother's Onus."
DavidBancho: "That has to be why Luca went after Adolfo."
Kostas: "You mean his charity, David?"
DavidBancho: "Both that and the artifact that I mentioned earlier."
DavidBancho: "I just need to speak to him!"
Kostas: "Artifact?"
Kostas: "I wonder if Professor Lennox knew..."
DavidBancho: "Prince, I know Adolfo intends to come here to see you."
DavidBancho: "I think it would be best if we waited for that."
DavidBancho: over
Kostas: over.
Jason: "All right..." says the prince, to everyone in his home, "this man, Luca, whom you claim to be a Lasombra of the Sabbat," he says to Kostas, "is after Adolfo Del Piero because of that Brother's Onus artifact. For this, he came to the opera house, and violated the Masquerade..."
Jason: "But this girl, Kate," he says to you, David and Kostas, "how is she connected to Luca?"
Jason: Over.
Kostas: cell phone??
DavidBancho: "She indicated that they had only been acquainted for a brief period of time."
Kostas: idk
Kostas: "Kate seemed to suggest that her family introduced him to her."
DavidBancho: "She was just as confused about his actions at the opera house as you and me."
DavidBancho: over
Kostas: "I don't think she had any idea of what was going on at all."
Kostas: "I think Luca was hostile towards her as well."
Kostas: Over.
Jason: "Then perhaps she can assist us, despite her sect," the prince wonders.
Jason: He turns to you, David, and says: "Adolfo will not meet me here, he called earlier tonight and gave me a meeting place, confidentially."
Jason: "If you would like to join us there, under these circumstances, I will allow it. However, first you must do something for me.
Jason: "The three of you will go find Kate Ford, and bring her with you; tell her anything you must. Once you have her, bring her here."
Jason: He gives you the directions to his meeting place with Adolfo.
Jason: "Am I understood?"
Jason: Over.
DavidBancho: "Yes, I'll do as you say."
Kostas: "I understand."
Kostas: "This might be dangerous, do we have any sort of protection in case we run into the Sabbat on our way?"
Kostas: Over.
Jason: "No, any protection I can offer you will merely cause greater suspicion. David's ghoul looks like he should be able to assist, if the need arises, but we must handle this situation with absolute delicacy. I will not risk a civil war in my city, our fight is one of espionage."
Jason: He says that final sentence to the sheriff, who is noticeably upset and invalidated.
Jason: "I am sorry that I cannot give you any greater confidence," he says to the rest of the people in his home, "but I am certain that once I meet with Adolfo, I will have a way to settle all of this."
Jason: "You three," he says, "make haste. We'll be waiting for you."
Jason: Over.
Kostas: "Well, I guess we have to go to The Abyss?"
Kostas: "That's where Kate said to meet her."
DavidBancho: sorry, i was pissing
Jason: Good-bye experience points.
DavidBancho: "Here, I'll give her a call."
DavidBancho: I'LL CALL KATE
DavidBancho: ON MY EXPENSIVE CELL PHONE
DavidBancho: over
Jason: Well, first you guys feel like you should exit.
DavidBancho: OH, I thought we had for some reason.
DavidBancho: Anyway, yeah.
DavidBancho: I'll leave the prince's elysium.
Kostas: YES I WILL LEAVE ALSO
DavidBancho: over
Kostas: over
Jason: You stand outside on the street, with Orson, and wonder where to find Kate.
Jason: Over.
DavidBancho: Okay, I'll call Kate!
Kostas: I will let him call Kate.
Jason: I can't allow you to do that, it would create a time paradox.
Kostas: I pop my collar just in case we head to tha club
DavidBancho: She's listed as CELL-PHONE BITCH in my list of contacts
Jason: Actually, you know what.
DavidBancho: "Oh, my cell phone's battery is dead."
Jason: You can.
Jason: You can call Kate.
Jason: But that also means this is the end of the session.
DavidBancho: Well, we should probably do that.
DavidBancho: It doesn't make any sense for David NOT to call her!
Kostas: We know that we need to head to the Abyss club
Jason: Or do you!
Kostas: Well, either way, that's what Kate said
Jason: Anyway, END OF SESSION
Jason: Fine work, gentlemen.
DavidBancho: eeeyaaahhh
Kostas: I have a new, nice shirt
Jason: Oh yeah, David, you notice Kostas' gay new shirt.
Kostas: My shirt is really gay
Kostas: I almost paid 200 dollars for it
Kostas: Er
Jason: Paid almost.
Kostas: I paid almost 200 dollars for it
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