Sunbucks Cafe

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Kerry sat in Sunbucks, sketching on a sheet of paper some odd blueprints for a new gun...suddenly he looks in Lindburg's general direction.

"Pfah, so you're back are you?" He muttered under his breath.

He resumed his sketching of the blueprints, now outlining the peculiar firing chamber mechanism, which reminded him a lot of the old Tazer M4 model...say, that'd make a perfect fit!

He erased the section he'd just sketched and redrew it in the likeness of his Tazer's battery chamber. He felt his heart surge with glee--or was it caffeine?--when suddenly someone placed a hand on his shoulder.

He didn't dare turn around and look. He knew that hand anywhere...

Myers bent down a little and whispered:

"Ah sorta, uh, gave Lauren the, uh...administrative rights to the, uh, HR department on ya..."

Kerry glared at Myers now...his position suddenly and arbitrarily handed to another, to one who has no ability to maintain it, to boot...

"Surely you jest."

"Naw...what can ah say its...Lauren..." Myers looked away. Kerry'd never seen the Chief so sheepish before.

"O'course you still run the HR Department...she's jus' the Administrator."

Kerry struggled vainly to see how the two were inseperable. As he did, Myers activated his Chief-sized cloaking device and vanished from the Sunbucks.

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