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[cloakand_danger]

[And once again, it is noon on meeting day in Patrol headquarters. There's a big open meeting room space, tables in the middle, a projector on the ceiling, computers in the walls. It is shiny, high-tech, clean, and full of a lot more people than last time. Yuan is already here before anyone else arrives, getting papers laid out and shuffled around. He seems tense, but satisfied. Things are finally coming together.]

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[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

[Mark shows up dragging in a kiddie pool on wheels, with a wagon axle welded to the frame. once he spots Ino, he'll haul it over with a grin]

See? Told'ja I could do it.

[ino]

[LMAO. she's eyeing it, and him ...

and is a little worried about him being here; she knows they're going to talk about a lot of ... dangerous and scary stuff... LMAO not that she doesn't think he can handle it at this point, but she doesn't want poor mark getting, idk, tortured for info or something]

I still think it looks ridiculous.

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

I didn't have time to let Nora paint shit all over the sides, sorry. [he shoots her a smart-ass smirk]

[ino]

What a loss. [KEYWORDS, MISTER]

[hard-talker.livejournal.com]

Hey, you would'a been stylin'. Everybody'd want one.