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Jul 19, 2010 23:22

[Anyone still particularly concerned with Abel's whereabouts (given the current change of mental tune about the ships) may have noticed that he has become a total nonpresence, of late. So it may be a surprise to some when his sphere flickers on as he's rolling it around in his palm as though pretending it's a much more interesting plaything. As he appears, he looks just the same as ever - though his glasses are missing and the smile on his face is not the kindly sort by far.

But it hasn't take him very long at all to realize there is absolutely nothing to eat in this place, and that fact has absolutely decimated his interest in anything but finding a way out of this rattrap. The Ark couldn't hold them, and this hunk of junk is barely a step above that.

Stuck in this limbo with a bunch of humans. It would have almost been amusing had the Crusnik not also been starving so terribly before consuming their host's feeble mind at last. Even his companions had not been enough to take the edge off of their cravings, blood and destruction alike.

With a grin that is all teeth and all but void of emotion, he addresses the sphere in a would-be sympathetic tone.]

There is such pain in this place. We would gladly end it for you. Wouldn't it be better our way?

abel nightroad [ru], !plot: the battle of wits: part 3

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