What do you mean by free, the actual game or showing it on tv?

i am wondering how many nfl games they gonna make you pay for

yeah it the midwest hit us is currently hitting vaash , and then going down towards florida so they get some too *chuckles*

guess all the rain talk is making it rain here now

Boe is a game in bars 18 holes player picks club and whacks at ball and putting once ya reach green kinda fun

*nods the paper with the little check marks on it, and gives you an innocent smile*. No.

Really sad they don’t make this game free

grabs a scroll and starts to catch up on her slave studies

laughing....more to bury in back yard in tin cans

ok you keeping score tonight or something ?

Takes a seat with a glass of wine in hand
Lifts it to My lips

Hermit gots extra cash now ya can afford lol

Nope Jilly

walks in smiling and move to a fur and kneels silently waiting for someone who needs her to call...

Luuuurks

Boe ever play a game named golden tee??

guess gonna have to break down
an subscribe to one of the sports channels

Laffing wild at Mercury and temp tatoo

Haha - forgot about those Mercury

Made. *Grins*.

Fenix Arsenal
In the midst of your dialogue, it was plain to see that IRIDIA was looking up information related to what you were talking about. The Thelas. Arasaka. Historical adversares, accepted belligerents of littoral conflict in the past.

Mostly surface-level, nothing beyond what you'd be able to tell her.

"Okay!" she answered, still feeling the nuclear enchilada trip her Biomon's pain-gating features. "You know I'm ride-or-die, Choombatah. We fight war-crimes with war-crimes, let's fucking go!"

You knew as well as she that IRIDIA was no moral paragon. There was a shallow grave somewhere out in the desert with the remains of the Mexico Metals VP who assigned them the train heist to begin with, one that brushed them all close to The Army of the Dead, and her in particular.

"Oh okay, so we are going to try to jailbreak the swarm's soft? Alright, who's doing what? S.O.P. for nanotech is isolation, then we uh, uh…" Wow, it wasn't getting less hot by the minute. It didn't help that it was somehow so good that she kept taking small bites. Was it mind-control? Secret Nomad magic? WHY was she compelled to keep eating this as it hurt her?

"…sandbox a sample in a deadroom, man-in-the-middle the swarm's algo to probe their interconnect and security, uh… deobfuscate the mothership addy, spoof that based off whatever platform it is. It'll depend on just how much hard-data is on each particle, but it's definitely faster than just trying to brute-force the decrypt ourselves," she nodded her accord, having already drained most of the can of bright-yellow soda.

"…Assuming Perry or Eir already have the tools, yeah? What do you need me to do?"