“I saw your info. Mr. and Mrs. Schmidt.
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I’m not the only one thinking of this, right?
First located in Hesse, Germany, moved to London, then Brockton Bay, Boston, then Brockton Bay again. No kids. Cat. Nothing interesting about you, besides the obvious.
I’m sure she’ll be supplementing some of the info from the e-mail with her own Knowledge. Although some of the info in the e-mail is already from her Knowledge.
I’m thinking you even have your dinners on rotation. Chicken and rice on Mondays, Steak and potatoes on Tuesdays? Something like that?”
Like this. It doesn’t seem like something Coil would include. 😛
Also, “No kids.” means I my guess about Rune was wrong. Oh well.
I pulled the cloak free and held it in my hands. I saw Tattletale on the other end of the alley. Fog had advanced quite a bit, but Regent and Bitch had apparently gotten Grue up on Brutus’ back, and both Brutus and Judas were with them, Brutus moving painfully slowly, while Judas was apparently blind or nearly blind from the damage to his face.
Eyy, progress! But also, hurt doggos 😦
They all stood not far behind Tattletale, masked by traces of the smoke from the smoke bomb.
I feel like this would look kinda cool. 🙂
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