So
I think we all were in a bad mood after the whole debacle with Ares Johnson and
the bugs, not withstanding Freddy having a new toy to tool around with. So
there was a lot of blowing off of steam in the aftermath, with some of us
letting go and trying not to dwell. Oh, and Freddie spending his time messing
with the new plane. See? I told you.
Oh
yeah, a Dragon had flown into Seattle and made a big show of it. I should have
mentioned that last time, but what do you know, I was in too pissy a mood to
mention it. However, Seattle’s runner scene were basically going crazy trying
to figure out who this guy was and what he wanted. Because Dragons are
basically bad news incarnate.
I
decided to take Cwildred out for a night of partying and dancing, seeing as I
owe her big time for all the mad biking skills she taught me. So basically the
pair of us were bouncing from club to club and event to event and having a
great time. We were enjoying ourselves, forgetting our worries (bugs, corp
politics, creepily possessive older brothers) and instead getting a touch
drunk, dancing and ogling cute dumb elf guys with tight butts.
