NEW! IMPORTANT! URGENT! CRITICAL! SHINY! READ, READ, READ! MAKE SURE TO READ.
RIGHT.
YOU MUST BE READING THIS.
GOOD.
THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO.
IN CASE YOU DIDN'T REALIZE.
You should be reading this because there's a new mechanics shop opening down in hold 1. Where's hold 1? Down the stairs? Down a couple stairs? No, not the one with the glowy snakes of death; the clean one, with the working lights. Go down any stairs, keep right, zig zag a little, straight past the greyish blue with a hint of green container, right again, slight left, and cap it off with a forty-six degree turn to your right, and you'll find it. You can't miss it.
What else can't you miss? A moment to SHINE. Maybe. If anything you find actually shines. I'd be surprised. We'd all be surprised. And then wonder why you were giving away something from your home planet.
But to get to the point, down in hold 1, we're SELLING and TAKING mechanical knick-knacks, doohickeys or thingamabobs of any type. In fact, bring this message, and get a free bag of bolts, on the house.
So don't be shy, pop by!
( And don't think for a second that we'd hold it against you if you didn't. I mean, for us to do so would only be a natural reaction. )
I see. I have a present for you, Jack. Something to help you along with your work for me. It's in your closet. It's an anklet. Think of it as a bracelet you put around your ankle.
It keeps you alive as long as it is touching your body. Of course you will need to keep this a secret from the others, unless you want them to tear you apart. If you're mortally injured and take it off, it will vanish and you'll die. And believe me, you don't want to die. Things are much different here on the ship than they were on the island.
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Day Sixteen, Night. 63:19PM
FW: IMPORTANT - PLEASE READ!
Forwarded e-mail. Day 3, week 4.
RIGHT.
YOU MUST BE READING THIS.
GOOD.
THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO DO.
IN CASE YOU DIDN'T REALIZE.
You should be reading this because there's a new mechanics shop opening down in hold 1. Where's hold 1? Down the stairs? Down a couple stairs? No, not the one with the glowy snakes of death; the clean one, with the working lights. Go down any stairs, keep right, zig zag a little, straight past the greyish blue with a hint of green container, right again, slight left, and cap it off with a forty-six degree turn to your right, and you'll find it. You can't miss it.
What else can't you miss? A moment to SHINE. Maybe. If anything you find actually shines. I'd be surprised. We'd all be surprised. And then wonder why you were giving away something from your home planet.
But to get to the point, down in hold 1, we're SELLING and TAKING mechanical knick-knacks, doohickeys or thingamabobs of any type. In fact, bring this message, and get a free bag of bolts, on the house.
So don't be shy, pop by!
( And don't think for a second that we'd hold it against you if you didn't. I mean, for us to do so would only be a natural reaction. )
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Oh crap oh crap she's already contacting him!
He considers calling Feferi to ask for help but what if she finds out and that puts his moirail in danger? Looks like he's in this solo.]
not really
i think their all still reeling from ur show the other day
not sure what to do yet
"oh no however do we fight this???"
that kind of stuff
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what does it do though?
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is death permnent here???
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MESSAGE:
Jack, I was wondering how your feet are doing?no subject
i woke up and my rad medal ones were gone
i wish theyd at least left them as a suvineer
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its nice to be whole again tho i guess
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try not to lose feet again
got it