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[sketchycharacter]

[Presented (mostly) without comment]


AN ARTIST'S RENDERING OF CURRENT ROBOT DRAMA

[This has been a courtesy shitposting interlude.]

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[warandpeace]

☄ Audio
[This is very pointedly audio only. Miller's not going to show his face for any of this. And his speech? Carefully measured.]

Ishmael died. Big quiet bearded guy. Looked a little like a few other people that have been on the ship. He had a heart attack. Resuscitation attempts were made. Didn't work...

I'll be around the ship tending to some of his affairs until revival is successful. [Because it will be, dammit. He can't make peace with that asshole just to have him die on him already. He's waited before. He can wait again.] I could use a couple of people helping me clear things up. [And there's the rustle of muffling fabric, the grunt of the man clearing their throat against his sleeve to stifle the noise.]

If anyone wants to use the Training Simulation Room I would appreciate if one of the other specialists handled it while I took care of this.

Thanks ahead of time.