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I don't know what the hell is going on or why the world suddenly lost it's shit. But I am not dealing with any deadly robots. My past life may have known war, but this frail body of mine sure hasn't seen more then a scuffle in a club and I do not think ancient magic tricks will work against big metal creatures.

Hey..big wigs in the big building? Oh great mighty Bureau? Can we request a little protective custody here? Because I am not about being inside some real live video game.

If anyone else wants to haul ass to that one familiar building left standing then I am up for some serious getting drunk and pretending the world isn't under fire from alien robots.

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[ York finally responds. ]

Heyy.

I'm okay, I'm just...busy. Super busy.

How are you?

[thank goodness...panic can be eased slightly.]

Busy?? If you are trying to fight the robots, that's not busy. That's crazy.

I'm fine..I'm taking the cowards route and going to the Bureau.

Good, good...stay there.

I just managed to scrape my knee up real good.

Shit, that hurts.

We could come get you if you are hurt! Don't do anything stupid..

[Scrapped knee..he wouldn't be surprised if York is trying to down play it.]

It's all right, I messaged Martin to come after me. He's going to bandage it up.

Besides, I think I already did the stupidest thing. I rushed the droids with a coffee shop sign board to knock them over and steal their guns.

Well that does sound stupid...a little impressive too..but definitely stupid.

[he would have liked to have seen that actually.]

We lured them into an alley, so there were only a few.

[ Five to be exact, but he doesn't intend to be exact. ]

Anyway, now I have a gun. It's like a laser gun. Very dangerous, very impressive.

Armed with a gun is definitely better then armed with a sign if you are going to be out there. Just..be careful anyway.

Absolutely, my friend. I do not intend to get hurt again.

Good. And you better come find me at the Bureau when you have had enough of whatever fun you are having out there.

I will.

Oh, shit...gotta go. I'll be there soon.

Good luck out there...

[ It's the next morning when York answers again. ]

Man, this shit is bananas.

You're making me really glad for my decision to hide. You didn't hit anymore robots with signs did you?

Nah, I've been hitting them with their own blasters. But every once in a while I have to capture a new one when the old one gives out.

How many people are even out there fighting these things? There aren't that many of us...

I don't know. Like 4 of us, I think, maybe. But here's the thing...I don't think this is going to last. Like, god forbid I say I trust the Bureau in any way but I think they're going to reverse whatever went wrong and caused this.

They sure as hell better. I'm not going to live out my days in this poor excuse for a bedroom.

And four is not enough to fight an army!

It's not, I know it's not. I'm just having fun for now. I'm going to peter out, though.

Shoot a couple for me since I have no intention of picking up a..blaster. But I'd really like them to know how much they suck.

Absolutely. I'll scream your name while firing at least a couple times, how's that?

[He laughs and gives a nod of approval.]

Good. That is definitely acceptable.

Cool. I'll check in before bed, too, if I'm not there by then.

Sounds good. I'm not going to sleep until you do.

I'll check in early then. Can't deprive you of your beauty rest.