Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150928195402/@comment-26104528-20151225194559

"Suit up Doc. They're here." Hargreave told the doctor and the ferret was on his way to his dorm. Watching him leave, the raccoon looked back at Jasper's contact information. Looking at the clock, it was getting to be past 8 pm and the office had been on the night shift for a while. He's probably done for the day by now...

"Mason, has your team found anything at Stock Exchange?"

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Vale Stock Exchange, 8:37 PM

In the back rooms of the Vale Stock exchange, Mason's team of litral code monkeys were working alongside the Exchange's own IT team in the investigation.

"Well, we just took a bunch of thier srvers off the network and we're going through them now." the monkey faunus replied.

"Got the logs from this one!" a voice called from the other side of the room. "Packet sniffers going into this one!" another called from next to Mason.

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''"Gretel, if anything involving violence happens, give us a call. Doesn't even need a message. We'll be on our way." ''Estellia then texted to Gretel as she entered Grillby's, the eatery in Coronado's basement. Night shift workers were filling up on coffee and carbohydrates for thier shifts all around her. Given Flagg's "Work Hard, Party Hard" modus operandi, a fully-stocked bar was only natural.

A long day was still a long day; the tiger ordered a Margarita and got started on her end of the paperwork.