Sunbucks Cafe

[Marcus Lindberg]

Marcus has been sleeping for 2 days now.

[Death.RunningVerminator]

Trait walks back in to the cafe ready for the third day of movie week. Then he stumbles upon a sleeping officer. "Huh?" Torro Trait pokes the body with a stick but to no avail. So Trait thinks of an idea, "Ive got it!" The man walks to the front of the room and gets a hot coffee, goes over to the sleeping officer and drinks some of it. After tasting the coffee trait then dumps all of it on the officer.

[Zapp]

The Chief walks in and starts licking the coffee off of Lindberg.

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[Marcus Lindberg]

Marcus continues to sleep on. A reporter shows up to see the only man in history who has slept for 4 days straight.

[Death.RunningVerminator]

Trait ruvs the back of his head wondering what to do. Hmm well the chief likes the coffee, thats all that matters. Trait settles everyone down and gets "trys" to get the reporters out of the cafe. Once the movie came on, Trait sat on the sleeping officer, "Cushonie!" and began to watch the movie.

[Nitram]

*Walks in*

"Gimme the usual barkeep."

*Sits down and watches the movie everyone is oogling at*

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[Boss]

Jeff Markey was missing. Not in-the-bathroom missing, missing missing. Nobody had seen or heard from him for the past three hours, which meant he was overdue for the completion of his patrol by about two hours.

Jim walked into the room and threw down a stack of papers. The old, archaic ones that make people bleed when held wrong. Normally, seeing them would have elicited a few snickers, maybe some chuckles, and perhaps a hearty guffaw or two from the tipsier ones. Not today though. The look on Jim's face was anything but amused or hurt. He looked...well, he looked dead.

"It's Jeff," he tried to say, voice hoarse from shock. "He...he...he's....READ IT!"

The Chief reads. Hull, Riza, and Karl all crowd around as the Chief takes his turn looking dead.

"They're comms logs from Jeff's ship!"

The room buzzed with speculation.

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Just go play the game and have fun dammit.

all in all the conclusion is that disco doesn't need antagonist factions, it doesn't need phantoms, it doesn't need nomads, it doesn't need coalition and it doesn't need many other things, no AIs, the game is hijacked by morons to confuse the game with their dickwaving generic competition games mixed up with troll-of-the-day.

[Marcus Lindberg]

Marcus wokeup after days of sleeping (on the job)

After taking an hour long shower, he read Jeff's comm logs that made everyone look dead.

And then he regretted waking up.

[jshkornmiller]

A vehicle pulls up to the entrance of the cafe, the door opens and out pops a familiar face. Fredro Guajardo, His youthful look of innocents and cluelessness has been washed away by a huge scar that runs down the side of his cheek. He smiles and walks in. The smell was so sensational.

"Man, i have missed this." He says as he takes in a big whiff of the aroma.

"Now to find some fun."

"Well well well, if it isn't the Coward LPI sergeant back from his hidey hole. Whats a looser like you doing here?" Exclaims a former coworker.

"It's none of your damn business, now let me be. I'm not here to see you." Fredro says as he walks away towards the vender.

"You seen anyone around lately? Particularly O'Brien or the Chief?"

[Death.RunningVerminator]

While Torro Trait is watching the movie he hears alot of comotion in the back. Trait walks over to the crowd surrounding the "important" files. Then looks at the papers and ponders. Trait asks, "What is this supposed to be exactly?" While scratching his chin.