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[bitchester]

Hey, everyone. I'm Sam. I guess that some of you new me before and ... uh, probably under a different job, but camp decided to bring me back, and with a complete wipe. I thought I'd get that underway, but I'd like to meet you again. If we hit it off before, no reason we can't now, right?

Anyway, I know I don't have to do the job I've been given,

Comments

[tokenrename]

There must be a lot of grief going around here if there's two of you.

[bitchester]

Three, including me. But I think more than one is usually brought in.

[tokenrename]

That so? Never met anyone like that before I cam here, really.

[bitchester]

They've got files, if you bother to look at them, on everyone who's here.

[tokenrename]

Files? Huh. They must really want you to do the job right.

[bitchester]

I just looked, actually.

[tokenrename]

Hey, they never gave me any files. But I think I can live with my disappointment.

[bitchester]

I can let you look over them, if you want.

[tokenrename]

[shrugs] S'posed to be looking after something else, but thanks. Might be worth it.

[bitchester]

It seems like the kind of thing that should come in with people, and from the looks of it? Some people do get them. Some don't. I got lucky enough to find them.

[tokenrename]

[patient files, is what you're saying? wonder who makes those...]

Yeah, no, never seen one.

[bitchester]

At least you'll have a crack at them now.

[tokenrename]

Yeah. Oh, and the name's Doku. Nice to meet ya, Sam.

[bitchester]

You, too, Doku. Been here long?

[tokenrename]

Long enough. Just three months.

[bitchester]

Could be worse. I think my brother's moving toward a year in November.