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[sightsset]

[The username reads as 'Bismarck.' The picture is of a nondescript piece of purple-painted metal. Is there a pattern here with the previous post? Huh, he didn't notice.]

Tell me a little about your world?

[The request is simple, and harmless enough. No one is obligated to answer, no one is obligated to answer with details if they do.

[It's just a little bit of recon, that's all.]

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[sightsset]

Yeah, that's why "laying low" when we had to be public was important. Don't go anywhere you have to have your armor, if you have to be in armor make sure you don't use the same route back that you did going into town...

[He shakes his head.]

Complicated stuff.

[a_shadow]

[ She lets out a gentle snort. It didn't seem to matter for her—she would travel to Blood Gulch and all kinds of places on the planet and it seemed the Director barely tried to apprehend her. ]

I can't imagine. I'm glad you're here, though.

[sightsset]

Yeah, I... kind of am, too. Wish I knew South was gonna be okay on her own back home, though.

[a_shadow]

From what I know of South, she'll be just fine.

[ Something she says entirely for his benefit, for peace of mind. She knows what is supposed to happen to South. ]

[sightsset]

[He'll be grateful for hers and Carolina's carefulness about the topic later, for sure.]

You're probably right. You know me, I always worry. I don't know what I'm gonna do here, if I'm honest.

[a_shadow]

It'll come to you. There's plenty of possibilities—it's a full society here. But don't use your energy up worrying. It's not worth it. Time works differently here and there's no telling what will happen while you're away.

[ She knows the way that came out is probably not that comforting, but oh well. ]