InsaneJournal

Current mood:	determined
Entry tags:	balam, carrion, cox, emerald, jazz, light, lucifer, plotting, sal, spying, una

Coffee is the Way to Man's Heart


Additional things I've picked up:

Ba'al: Extremely suspicious and paranoid. He minds the digging, and he's sensitive. I'm going to have to try even harder at being unassuming. I thought I was doing pretty well. Just goes to show how high this guy's radar is cranked up.

Mr. Fix-It: I do believe my theatrics have started to work. He's starting to become convinced that for him to survive, he needs me to survive. I am not so naive as to think my ass is covered now. It is simply a very small start in a very large plan.

No Soul-san: This kid is majorly fucked up. If we're going to win we need all of our side fully functioning. He's really only half there, like a ghost. This will not do.

The Three Caballeros: Have been laying low. I'm suspicious. I'm wondering if I should attempt to break up that little triumberant before it really gets going.

Lucy has also gone off the radar,but I have a feeling he's watching, none the less.

Things to be working on:

Robocop. It would be good to have a big-ass metal monster on my side. Find out more on Carry. Find Lucy and actually ask him what these challenges are going to be like. I loathe talking to that bastard, but I need the information. Also, I think its time for operation OwlSpy to go into effect. Most of these people sleep during the night (only Carry doesn't I think. I don't know yet it if robo sleeps at all). I've been sneaking out at opportune moments and investigating the area. It's empty. No people. But I found the other place, their place. I am planning to take my Owlself over there and have a good long stakeout. No one ever expects a bird in the trees to be anything other than what it is, and they have to see it in the first place to even begin thinking about it.

Ohmygosh, I just had a brilliant idea! I'm betting Jazz's makeup constitutes the use of nano-technology in some form. What if we could modify that into micro spy-bots! Oh man, I am going to have to ask him straight away.

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What the bloody fuck is up outside? It appears to be raining feathers, and they are certainly not mine. Nobody better make a fucking moulting joke.

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