|Evidence that I'm not dead as of *insert date of latest deviation*|
For the Good of the TeamFor the Good of the TeamFor the Good of the Team by Indigo-
Two grunts trailed in Saturns wake as he entered the TV room. One had followed him from the front reception area, and was trying to keep a clipboard with a stack of papers sticking out at odd angles, a poketch, a cell phone, and the daily newspaper from falling out of her arms. The other had quickly latched onto them on his way from the kitchenette. He was stirring hopefully at a bowl of lumpy brown gunk over rice.
Saturn frowned at the TV, stopping at the front row of seats. Any word today?
Um The female grunt shifted her load, set it on a bench, and picked out a report from the top. Weve heard from two scientists and five grunts. I dont think theyre coming back, though. She handed Saturn the report of names, locations, and brief status reports. He looked it over, nodding slightly.
Current Residence: Milwaukee|
Favourite genre of music: Pop, metal, & rap
Favourite style of art: Anything that doesn't make my eyes bleed
Operating System: Windows XP
MP3 player of choice: Zune