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((Well Joe, I really don't know what the last thing you saw was, but I"ll just give you something of an update on recent events.

Oh, I remember. You were hanging out with Takeshi. Essentially Takeshi ran into a new girl who joined the RP recently, and she dragged him off to her office, leaving you behind out on the streets. If you care, Paul could come pick you up.))

Paul had emptied about fifteen magazines when he decided he'd done enough. Loading the special phase rounds back into the various magazines, he slung Athena back over his shoulder and engaged the Chameleonic ((spl?)) that surrounded her. Back outside he went to retrieve his stolen taxi, and in a moment he was back on the streets.

Now Paul had a decent offensive weapon. The question was, what if there was no cover? As of yet, Paul had relied on tactics and concealment/cover whenever he had actually been engaged. So far that had worked. However, he was told that Abaddon could break through walls and stuff like that. If he could be flanked that easily, all his tactics would be useless in that one moment. He needed to load up his iPod with a fresh batch of offensive and defensive spells, and give it some nice new voice commands. In fact, he had some ideas on that one...

In the meantime, however, he wanted to find Siber. Or Joe. Or Samuel. Or Linda. Or... ah, heck, he wasn't sure who he was hoping to run into, just someone he knew other than himself. He needed to go out somewhere to eat, and he really didn't care to go alone today. It struck him that Melissa would've enjoyed going out for a meal, but at the moment she wasn't exactly around. Sadly, that was just as well.

Then Paul had an idea. Joe, he had said to himself? Joe was on the street with Takeshi a minute ago. Or, say, an hour ago. Maybe if Paul went cruising that direction he would run into him. Maybe, just maybe. Directing himself back that direction, he pulled to a stop right against the concrete, got out of the taxi, up onto its roof, and started scanning for a familiar face.

((Everything directly connected to you or I, yes.))

Paul shrugged. "I went to the shooting range. Stole a taxi," he added, shrugging his shoulder in the general direction of the car he had just jumped down from. "Really nowhere interesting. But hey, I'm hungry, man, and I was thinking maybe we should drop by a restaurant or something." Paul shrugged again, and simultaneously his stomach growled. "And my friend down below now informs me you have maybe five minutes to make a decision," Paul finished with a grin.

Paul grinned in reply, threw a couple of fake punches, then chuckled mildly. "Actually, that's what I was thinking," Paul replied. "Go to Carl's Jr. Or Hardees. Can't remember, is it Hardees on the East Coast or West?" he inquired absentmindedly, moving back to the taxi, throwing open his door and climbing in. ((Seriously, I can't remember where we are.)) He unlocked the passenger side door, starting the engine and waiting for Joe.

((Oh, and: PRODUCT PLACEMENT

Not really.))

((Oh. We're still in LA. For some reason I thought we'd gone somewhere.))

((k))

((We seem to be slightly stuck waiting on AcheronSimi. She seems to be the last one being approached by the Council. I'm seriously prepared to say SAMUEL LURNZ STUFF EVERYONE GET ON THE ******** PLANE AGROTERA GETS SHOT by the end of the week.))

((haha! i definitely agree. if she's not back, then we need to move forward.
god, that sounds so hypocritical coming from me. i retract my vote in that aspect. you guys figure it out.))

Joe grinned. "Bacon for me," he said, putting a $5 bill on the counter and smiling at the counter girl. "Quick, please."

Joe stepped to the soda fountain next to Paul, filling up on Dr. Pepper. He held out the index finger of his left hand and a small fireball floated there briefly before poofing out. "Elementalist Evoker. Healer in my spare time. You?"