vanshrike: (I can't believe we're talking about this)
Spam; for Kozak )

(Some hours later:)
[Audio; Filtered to anyone who worked in the lab or assisted those who did]
[It's been long enough now since receiving the cure that over audio, as is Perry's usual preference anyway, he sounds more or less the same as he would if he hadn't just spent the last couple of days suffering nanite super-flu, or whatever the fuck. If anything he just sounds a little bit tired, which probably isn't surprising in the least for anyone, right now.]

I'm not sure it gets said enough around here when these types of things happen, but--

[He hesitates a moment, trying to think of something more eloquent or meaningful, or at the very least less awkward. He's not the type of person to do this, but if he's picked up nothing else from wardening Kozak he knows that recognition of these things is important, so to hell with it.]

Thank you.


[Audio; Filtered to investigative types]
I haven't had access to the Network over the course of this thing, so if anyone wants to bring me up to speed on where we're at with figuring out who's responsible, I'd appreciate it.

[...and even though he still sounds just shy of collapsing back into bed for a while:] Let me know if I can help.

Text; Private to Freddy Newendyke )

011. [text]

Dec. 9th, 2012 12:01 pm
vanshrike: (give or take)
[Private to the Admiral]

[It isn't a long list, nor is it elaborate, but if it must be done then Perry comes from a school of thought wherein gifts serve a purpose significantly closer to propriety than philanthropy.]

Please deliver the following for Christmas:

Kozak
- a coat he might actually wear without complaint (w/ detachable lining for continued use during warmer weather)
- a stress ball durable enough to double as a chew-toy

Rhade
- a very nice bottle of Scotch

(acquaintances)*
- something appropriately cute/festive/meaningless


[added later]

Tony Stark
- just deliver all of the shit** his little robot has been hoarding to his cabin for him



(*Steph, Leslie, Angua, etc. "One friendly conversation" rule applies with the caveat: ladies only.
**imagine more clutter and less baseball; anything small/trinket-y enough to get stolen probably has by now)
vanshrike: (brooding; not very happy right now)
[Filtered to Prefect and close associates thereof]

I've thought about your exceedingly generous offer. [Chances are he'd had some outside "assistance" with that, but never mind.] I'll do it. Give me two weeks. You won't be disappointed.


[Private to Jesse]

Got something I need your help with. Come by the office later.

Spam for the two-room hole in the wall that Perry calls an office )


OOC: Perry's still living the life of a private investigator, but Redemption hasn't been as kind to him as Hollywood once was. He's fallen into some pretty extreme debt and it's only been getting worse-- each month he's behind in his payments to someone; this month it's to Prefect. He took out a loan to pay off this month's debts to The Mind, but unfortunately that leaves him in the compromising position of not being able to pay back said loan, and next month's payments are still looming right around the corner. The deals to stay ahead just get dirtier and more dangerous as time goes on.

His office will be abandoned on the third and forth days of the breach.