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[fuckingaqua]

Hey, so if everyone's done celebrating love or diversity or whatever, I've got personal agendas that are actually important and cool that don't have anything to do with Human Resources.

[ It hasn't even been a week but ok dumbass. ]

The important one is, I need someone to use magic or science or whatever to everything-proof a photograph for me, ASAP. They won't let me use a fancy copier to make a backup, so I need that handled before the next time I have to do some bullshit mission around acid or fire or dudes who wanna stab me.

The cool one is, I need someone who has a grenade they're willing to flush down a toilet for team bonding cred. You'll probably get messed-up eardrums, but it'll be fucking awesome. I dunno, we can make it like a group thing? 'cause now that I'm thinking about it, I've never had a multi-team operation to flush two grenades down two toilets at the same time.

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[fuckingaqua]

[ Tucker just kinda shrugs to the first half. It's a fair heads up. Pretty cool of this dude to bother even giving it, which he does make a note of even if he doesn't say as much.

Heat's never stopped him from mouthing off before. ]

Pretty much any size smaller that'll fit in there. If cards are like your thing I can just grab pens or a stapler or some bullshit office supplies to use instead? 'cause I mean, whatever we're flushing we're not getting back. And it's probably easier to get some asshole manager to send more pens. Recreation's gotta be all red tape.

[ Probably. He assumes. ]