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[nishizono]

hey, fellow prisoners! or should i say guests? having some trouble with the technical definitions lately.

i need some help. personal reasons. it's more of a crafts project, and i don't have anything to trade any of you - all the good shit i had are currently confiscated, sorry about that. anyway, here's the list of things i'm looking for:

- 1 box condoms
- 1 roll copper wire
- 2 metal files (1 long, 1 short)
- 1 roll electrical tape
- 1 liter acrylic paint, any color
- 1 car battery
- 1 telepath
- 1 roll fairy lights

if anyone can point me in the right direction, or if anyone's willing to help pull this together, i'll owe you something. we can negotiate.

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[warandpeace]

[Kaz snorts. He doesn't understand, of course, because if he did slow down, even with someone he'd be lonely. He'd only think of his mistakes. The slowest he lived was in his nice home on Thisavrou. First time he ever did that since being a child.]

[After Tetora goes to sleep, Kaz looks over at him drowsing on the loveseat. He manages his way over to put a sheet over him (they're almost a blanket, they're pretty thick) and heads back to the bed.]

[He'll just keep busy until either Snake gets back or he collapses in a tired pile on the bed.]