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[r4gn0r0k.insanejournal.com]

[ Matt is furiously punching away at the keys on his new phone. Hideously outdated, disgustingly manufactured, and overwhelmingly simple. It lacks customization, improvement, and otherwise useful functions. To him at least. This was going to take awhile. Additionally, this is exceptionally poor timing given his present battle with The Saints.

And part of him may be afraid of a certain Luchador caving his face in. WELL. Only a bit. The defeat of the 3rd Street Saints is a personal goal of his after all. Ed--er, Killbane is simply pushing him along in the process. Encouragement! Haha... hah. Yes. That's it! ]

Bloody hell... I'm not ready to di--

[ He trails off, gaze darting around to make sure he's alone. ]

... die. RIGHT. Business. This is about me. My integrity. Getting out of this place should be easy enough. With such juvenile technology.

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[r4gn0r0k.insanejournal.com]

I never said that!



It's not like you've anything of value anyway.

[kinzington.insanejournal.com]

Maybe not yet.

[r4gn0r0k.insanejournal.com]

Just remember. I can keep tabs on you without touching anything.

I've done it before without difficulty. And I will happily do it again.

[kinzington.insanejournal.com]

Your fly's undone.

[ :) ]

[r4gn0r0k.insanejournal.com]

Wh-WHAT?



If you think this is over, you are SORELY mistaken. Just remember. I've got my eye on you.

Perhaps this time you'll remember to remove the battery.

[kinzington.insanejournal.com]

It was nice catching up! We should never do this again, sometime.

[ back to laptop. ]