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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Forged Fury" data-source="post: 6734613" data-attributes="member: 95059">Cyril didn't really have much planned. He hoped the cops would stay away, at least until Garvey's lackey showed up. With a number of movie plots running through his mind, he certainly hoped that Garvey was sending someone to help and not someone to clean up and tie up loose ends... with them being the loose ends. Just stop, you're getting as bad as Otter, he thought to himself, this is the FCC. What did disquiet Cyril more than he cared to admit was the thought that Otter could read his mind. He would have normally attributed her ability to know his thoughts to how smart she was, but she pretty much said them word for word. That was creepy... although not creepier than that damn alien. Alien!Finally coming to grips with the fact they had just faced down an alien, the former lawyer needed something to take his mind off the situation. If he thought he could score some recreational pharmaceuticals, he might have given it a shot, but in the middle of the night at the church, that wasn't happening. As he wandered down the hallway, he looked up and saw a sign indicating one of the rooms was the church daycare. Glancing in, Cyril saw something that brought back memories from his childhood. He had been an entitled brat for sure, but there was one accomplishment from his youth of which he was was truly proud. Walking into the room, he grabbed the Rubik's Cube off the shelf and headed for the kitchen to get a stiff drink of Jesus' blood and get to work on solving the cube. He kept his Beretta with him and set it on the table.[OOC]Solving the Rubik's Cube will be Cyril's mental meditation to regain spent power points after a rest.[/OOC]</blockquote>

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