The house of Dracos

[Dracos]

"Your secret admirer just sent about three grand worth of networking equipment over."

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez blinks, then stares at the gear.  "It's marked as from . . . ?"

[Dracos]

"Val A. Hall services," Dracos grunts.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"Yeah, that'd be her.," Rez sighs, then grabs his laptop . . . taking a double take as his sleepy eyes notice the gear.

"Goddamn, that's a nice looking set of gear."

[Dracos]

"Yeah, no shit.  Though while I got a pile of laptops, I don't quite have eight of them lying around.  Either way, should we get this stuff set up?"  Dracos cracked his neck.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

Rez skims his email.

"Hold on a few, just emailing Ayame."  Rez's hands fly across the keyboard.

[Dracos]

"Cha, Cha..."  Dracos waits.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

About a minute or so later, Rez looks up.

"Ayame says . . . don't use 'em unless you need 'em.  She -also- attaches instructions as to how to nuke the GPS on said phones, so if you feel like doing something constructive, that's the way," Rez grinned," but apart from that, have you heard anything weird from Bjorn lately?"

[Dracos]

"Oh, he got attacked by insane mental patients.  No biggie."

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"Oh.   Great.  Ayame says he's also involved so . . . yeah.  Subscribe yourself to this mailing list and try to get hold of him.  Got any contact details, apart from email?"

[Dracos]

"Well, yeah, I just have their phone numbers coming out of my ear.  No, sorry man."

heads over to his own laptop, subscribing to the list and carrying one of the boxes into the back so it isn't just piled up in front of the doors.

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"Hey, you might.  Well, I'm dropping him a note, then going back to sleep.  Check if he's on IRC, would you?  And by the way, do you know Ginrai's real name?"  Rez looked askance.

[Dracos]

"Yeah, Parthipan somethingorother.  Why?"

Dracos

[Rezantis]

"Remind me to ask him when he wakes up."

Rez spent a couple of minutes typing out an email to Bjorn, then put his computer aside and . . . went back to sleep.

[Dracos]

Dracos shrugged, heading over to the computer and checking his own email and irc.

Dracos