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[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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[Someone really, really should take his TAB away.]

which one theres like three ? four if this counts this counts four

[What is with all this ridiculous network spam... Curious.]

It's probably the worst place ever.

[ Oh my fucking god. If this is who he thinks it is... his heart is in his throat as he fumbles his TAB to reply, opening a vid call -- no hiding here, his network ID is simply York and he looks pale and shaken. ]

Show yourself.

Just the ones that aren't here.

What makes it that way?

earth the planet not the dirt

[Oh, good. How vague.]

In exchange for?

we kill children.

~~We slaughter entire species, blow up planets and murder one another for fun.~~

[ Adrien types it out, then hits delete and tosses his device somewhere behind a piece of furniture. He is not fit for polite society tonight. ]

[Fuck this he's locking it even if this blows everything out of the water in his insecurities; if for no other reason than York looks like he's seeing a goddamn ghost, and that stresses him out a bit.

[So yeah, here's North, face and all; his hair's a little grown out and his beard is definitely... well, there in the first place.]

Don't sound so ominous, you'll make me feel unwelcome. [There's that famous North Voice (tm), lilting a little over the casual laughter in his tone. His eyes are just about lit up to see his friend, and he's smiling.]

What would you like?

You and your surrounding company specifically, or the world at large?

[Buddy if you need an ear, North's your guy, you sound like you have had a Time in your life.]

How does a true name sound?

Well I'd hope the planet has the dirt still.

You've never heard the name before?

a lot of dirt a lot of planets have dirt

[ It's North.

He basically is seeing a ghost, after what Wash told him, after... god it's been a year on the run and searching for his friend and then he never thought he'd see him again but now he's here and alive and smiling and what is with that facial hair and...

Holy fucking shit, it's North.

There's a long pause and the blur of York's hand over the TAB for a moment, just touching the screen. ]

Sorry, just. You're a sight for sore eyes. Where are you, man?

just us, mostly. other kids get to do it too, to be fair.
fun times.

Perhaps I simply question the amount of text-based posts made under vague titles that have gone up in the past few minutes. It looks to be all the rage currently.

[ She responds to the post just as soon as York points it out to her, unsure of what it means that two people she thought she'd never see again have both turned up at the same time. Her network ID is unambiguous and her helmet is off when she responds. ]

Why don't you tell me about yours first?

Religion, science without morals, eugenics. To start.

Many do, yes.

May I ask... are you feeling alright?

Anything that makes it good?

no

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