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[Fox McCloud]

OOC: With all things considered I would say it would.  But there are several avatars that were not there.  So I was kinda playing this one by ear.

[sigmacaine]

((OOC: Yeah, con time does that to threads ;-) Bowing out...))

Sigma stands up. "I'm sorry, but I've got somewhere else to be. It was good talking with you all. Mercy, here..." He fishes out a pen from his pocket and writes some numbers on a napkin, then hands it to Mercy. "I'll try and track you down later, but that's my radio frequency. The second one is the radio for my base if you need a place to stay."

He puts some credits on the table, waves, and leaves.

[Darla Coyle]

Darla blinks for a little bit, snapping out of her daze. She then stands, nodding to everyone. "Good day everyone." She leaves some money on the table, and then leaves.

[Fox McCloud]

Fox left at some point.  Wooshing off to some unknown corner of the mutiverse.

[DeanStSeb]

(Yeah, sorry 'bout that. Me down in Florida and all, didn't realize we'd passed a con.)

Tipping a salute to Sigma as the man leaves, Dean nodded to Traf and Mercy. "Welcome to the Nexus, kids. Have fun with it." With a flirtatious wink to Mercy and a grin to Traf, he followed Darla out.

[Yuri_Prime]

The synthetic cat paws at her father's leg. "Dad?"

Yuri then smirks, "If you'll all excuse me." He stood, dusting himself off a bit. "Mercy, it was a pleasure to meet you. If you need anything, feel free to find me, and ask of it. I will do what I can."

To Traf, he gives a nod, and a quick soldier's snap-to... proof again that the life of a solider crosses any and all planar boundries. "Be well, Traf. The same offer is extended to you."

Without anything further then a nod to those that remain, and a handful of rubles on the table, the Soviet Premier, and his abomination of science.... depart.