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Excuse me, but I was wondering if you had any AIM agent icons, and if you do, may I please use them?
Hello.
I don't have AIM agents icons right now, but if you can give me the issue or story arc in which to find them, I'll gladly do this for you.
Every icon posted in a pack is free to use, of course, granted that you like/reblog the pack to show your appreciation.
Engineering.
((Hope this works for you.))
Rosie leaned over her magnifying panel and glared down at the motherboard she was soldering. The smoke rose from the tip of the gun, the smell acrid but so familiar that it made her feel that little less homesick. It was dark in her lab but for the bright light she shined down on to her working space, so she heard rather than saw her next client enter.
Who knew what this would be about? Sometimes it was innocent, just programming or hardware work but recently there had been more and more requests for explosive devices and so Rosie knew it would be a matter of time before the police, too, walked through that door. Carefully she set the soldering iron down and turned her head around to look at the new comer, not realising it to be her new pen-pal. “Can I help you?”
Reason: I don't know how to go about making a starter that works/makes sense...
(( Aw! It's Marvel Comics, dude, I bet we could make it work :3 ))
You fell into beekeeper-cielsen's dimension
A portal opened near Todd.
beekeeper-cielsen replied to your post: ooc:
((You have very nice eyes.))
[Good, I paid for them.]
Doom has no interest in contributing to your organisation, lackey.
"Todd Cielsen. That's my name. I can't believe I'm meeting you in person!"
"Well, okay then, Todd!" Alison grinned searching in her pocket for a photo or something to sign. The only thing par her car keys wallet and phone was an apple, and that wasn't really something you'd give to a fan. "I'm sorry, I wasn't expecting to see a fan today or something, do you have something I could sign?"
Excuse me, but I was wondering if I could get your autograph? I'm a huge fan.
"Sure! Anything for a fan. Who should I make it out to?"
