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[governmentninja]

Hey all,

Long story shot, things have gotten insanely busy for me at work. So much so that I've barely had time to come up for air. I've got a few minutes now, though, so how has everyone been?

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[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Fat.

How about you?

[governmentninja]

With your metabolism? Right.

Busy, but otherwise fine.

[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Seriously! I might break one-fifty now, it's insane. I'm like a real person, with actual flesh!

Normal, then. Good to hear.

[governmentninja]

First a growth spurt, now this. Is our little Becky growing up now?

For the most part. It feels good to get back to work, though, even with all the aches and pains that come with it.

[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on. I'm the most grown up out of all of us... but Katsuya can't cook on the motel's hot plate, so it's been take-out Chinese for a while. It'll pad you up.

Ah, excellent. And Hunnigan? Is she doing ok?

[governmentninja]

Nah, you're just the smartest. If you were the most grown up, then everyone wouldn't treat you like you're their little sister.

Well, almost everyone. How is Spanky?

Hunnigan is doing good. She's probably one of the few people around who is actually busier than I am, though.

[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm grown up!

Hee, he's good. He... ran off for a bit, so I'm trying to track him down again... but he's good. I'm pretty sure I got him to gain a few pounds, too.

She seems the type to relish in it, so I guess all's well.

[governmentninja]

Not until you can legally buy liquor.

He could probably use a few extra pounds. Though, why'd he run off? Did you show him your boobs again?

Yeah, she does. She's very good at her job, too.

[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on. That's getting a wee bit technical, don't you think?

Well... it's... I don't know. He's been real stressed lately. And well, he didn't seem to mind them THIS time. >_> Didn't run off until later though, so... I figure he's just being a guy.

[governmentninja]

Well, you're old enough to vote, so I suppose I can give you that.

Wonder what's bothering him. Guys don't just run off for no reason.

[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Okay, now we're getting somewhere... hey, I can drive, too. Booze isn't that important.

I don't know... he doesn't really tell me until after kind of the fever pitch if something's bothering him... he's pretty introverted.

Not unless there's Big Damn Heroing to do, that is. Are we forgetting a certain Mr. Redfield?

[finalgirl.livejournal.com]

...where have you been?

[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

It's... kind of a long story.

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[finalgirl.livejournal.com]

Aren't they all.

Did you get my report?

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[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Nope.

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[finalgirl.livejournal.com]

If Los Angeles explodes, it's probably me, but I didn't do it on purpose.

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[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

...LA? Why, what's happening there?

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[finalgirl.livejournal.com]

It's in my report. Check your STARS email.

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[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Okay, hold up.

[paaaaaaause]

...do you need any backup?

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[finalgirl.livejournal.com]

Not yet. When I do, I'll call.

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[starsmedic.livejournal.com]

Okay. Standing by.