Charley Dixon

-- The R&D site. How far out are we? @MurderousSTARS @theDevilsWork_

-- out of nowhere. @FixTheMistakes needed to be removed from @SkynetsUndoing's presence. And the mortal coil, if at all possible.} --

-- danger to the women he's traveling with. {Studying the snap of @FixTheMistakes face, his own went cold; a flare up of jealousy coming -

-- as he tapped the printout.} How can this guy /not/ have a record? Nobody's completely invisible... {canting his head} He's obviously a --

-- is? {Gaze turning disdainful as he looked from the black and white of @FixTheMistakes to @theDevilsWork_, he scoffed; jaw clenched --

-- never touch her eyes. Never looking in his direction the way she looked @FixTheMistakes. Bastard.} Do we even know who this guy --

-- with the tip of his finger, he lifted a brow, almost able to feel @SkynetsUndoing's warmth, see the smile that would, try as he might, --

-- .@SkynetsUndoing, inexplicably captivated by her face. He /knew/ this woman. Somehow. Tracing the curve of #Sarah's neck --

{Gazing down at the dossier of black and white captures from the mansion's security feed, he reached for the close-up shot of --

// #Timebomb ~ Pause

-- hell come out to play? @theDevilsWork_ @AgileAlbatross

-- from the terminal} {to @theDevilsWork_} She's offline? /Off/ offline? Was this before or after she decided to let -- @AgileAlbatross

-- hair, he shook his head, trying to think as the rotor thumped faster, lifting them up and away -- @theDevilsWork_ @AgileAlbatross

-- that ugly from underground got out? {blinking} Is she /broken/ or just nuts? {Running a hand through -- @theDevilsWork_ @AgileAlbatross

-- .@MurderousSTARS, eyes slowly widening.} Wait. So, this... queen? She's in charge of security, and -- @theDevilsWork_ @AgileAlbatross

One computer can do all that? Right. {An amused snort falling to disbelieving silence, he glanced from @theDevilsWork_ to - @AgileAlbatross