>>>>>[The Toxic Pixie. OK, I was hired to hire other people to check out some strange things going on with some restaurants (You might recognize some news reports having a pattern, if so, you have a good Data Search Program!). Well, a few of the research teams I hired got sloppy with their "Background Check" on their Mr. Johnson and their Firewall, and the Toxic Pixie was able to track me somehow, got me, probably some magic drek. Anyhow, she decided to take me on face-to-face. Luckily, I was with a drek-hot magician who was able to counterspell everything she threw at me, and she decided to get up close and person and started biting. I, um, didn't have a shirt on at the time (Don't ask), and she got a nice lock on my shoulder for a good bit until I could get to a straight razor and pried her off.
The worst part was the person I was with laughing the whole time instead of helping after the magic got thrown around and the biting started.]<<<<<
-- Money Johnson (08:54:12/11-08-73)