[phone call to everyone; day 46]

[killedthepast]

[Garcian Smith's house is just as victim to the flooding as anyone else's, and it's evident even over the phone. The faint hiss of running water is audible in the background of this call, accompanied by a persistent dripping.]

"As water wears away stones and torrents wash away the soil, so you destroy man's hope." Funny how all this is making

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[straightupchief]

To hell with that. Get some swim shorts, chief. Cuz shit ain't going down anytime soon.

[killedthepast]

I'd rather not go for a swim.

[He'll mess up his suit.]

[straightupchief]

Who says 'rather' comes into it? Not gonna be up to you, soon enough.

[killedthepast]

We'll see about that.

[straightupchief]

Sacrifice style for practicality, chief. You can't avoid this any more than you can avoid anything else. It's a straight line! Walking an eightfold path to one end!

[killedthepast]

[He has the entire host of rings--maybe he'll be able to dry himself off later.]

And, of course, the end of the line's through two feet of water.

Least I wasn't expecting it to be easy.

[straightupchief]

Don't go getting cold feet now, chief. There's nowhere to hide from it. That bugs you the most, doesn't it?

Can't just delegate anymore. You represent you!