OOC: Sorry for my lack of activity, I've been in a strange state for the past couple of days. And apologies in advance if this post is a bit crappy, but it's 7:30am and I'm rather tired.
IC: Skleros chuckled and lit her cigar. "Why thank you."
She took a long drag and paused for a moment, little wisps of smoke flowing out of her gas mask. They were followed by billowing clouds of grey pouring from every filter upon exhalation. Bit short, aren't you? Not that it's a bad thing, you seem to have more brains than the other Big Bros I've encountered. And you haven't made perverse remarks yet, so that's a first.
"I look forward to working with ya, mate. Name's Skleros, but you can call me Skell."
She turned to head for the office and was about to walk off when another question crossed her mind. "Oh, and that gluk, did he annoy you or something?"
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So many things are only here to be hated No need for love when the world is sedated Beautiful to be the joker Cursed by an all-too human future The world burns with death as a lover It's systematic for the coming new order
I'm the politically incorrect one.
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