[Locked to New Hires] [Backdated to the evening after Planker/the 'riot']

[kingofneworleans]

[Remy's kicked back on one of the beds in his room, comm on hover as he shuffles a set of cards carelessly. The kind of movement that's used by people trying to deal with left over energy.]

Merci beaucoup for de distraction, mes amis. Made gettin' in an' outta de Executive Deck a lot easier.

[Did people know that there was a group breaking into the Exec deck? A few. Saturday certainly implied that there were folks who knew about it, at least.]

Got some interestin' bits of info an' kit, too.

Comments

[fuckcable]

You... have a point. If I’m going to piss off the giant bugs, I want my feet on solid ground.

[wheyoftheadept]

I suggest getting enjoyably drunk with friends in the full knowledge that that's the opposite of how the bastards want you to feel. We won a victory today - wait 'til team two chimes in. It should be savored.

[fuckcable]

I’ll get enjoyably drunk with anyone who wants to share. I’ll even sip it straight so Remy doesn’t faint.

Good work, by the way. I don’t think I said congratulations.

[wheyoftheadept]

It was a neat piece of work. Good crew, smooth run, big payday.

[She's modest, but a grin of broad pride spreads across her face.