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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Forged Fury" data-source="post: 6557536" data-attributes="member: 95059">Cyril stewed for a few seconds, shifting his position and playing with the heater vent so that whatever smell he had picked up from the dumpster was hopefully wafting more directly toward Feral. Satisfied with what he mentally tallied as a small victory, he said, "Alright Gavin, there you go man, the FCC has it's stupid rabbit."Pausing for a brief second, the man continued, "But can we talk a little about how the FCC got said stupid rabbit? Five people, completely bereft of any kind of support, managed to overcome some buzz-cut Bravta jackass who was also gunning for the rabbit. Oh yeah, not even joking about the gunning part. You see the hole in J.R.'s shoulder adding to the palette of the inside of your van? So yeah, literally gunning for it... and that was after he used pepper spray. Then there's us, nothing but fists and feet." Everyone in the car was 100% positive Cyril included himself in the collective noun.Getting into it, the former lawyer started gesticulating, spreading the aroma clinging to his clothes to the rest of the van. "Managing to evade him through an amazing display of subterfuge and legerdemain, three of us exit the store and find... nothing. Our ride had disappeared. But for some reason, the FCC of all people can't provide us with cell phones before sending us in on an important mission? Seriously? You guys literally control the airwaves. Again, we're forced to rely on our wits and natural talent to avoid getting run over by a hooptie before miraculously being picked up by our sponsor."Looking around the van, Cyril finished, "So seriously man, we've got to talk about some terms and conditions for our next job. This could have gone way worse than it did."</blockquote>

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