SEVEN // text
I suppose simple luxuries would be welcome.
- More changes of clothes.
- Food. Whatever. I am not picky.
- Ammunition.
- Simple lab equipment if that is not too much to ask. Or I can dig that out myself.
[And here he does his utmost to make sure it's locked]
- Finally, if this is within your means, though my hopes are not high... a serum known as PG67A/W. I don't need it just yet but I'd like to be prepared, if you can provide me with that. [Lock ends there.]
Only two days until Christmas.
I usually would not have given the holiday a thought at all but this year it's practically being shoved down my throat. I cannot say I particularly care for the... decorations, though apparently it's something of a tradition in Discedo. Nice that the Christmas cheer is kept alive despite recent events, I suppose.
On an entirely unrelated note, has anyone ever attempted to undertake research into the creatures inhabiting this fine city? I feel that my mind is in need of some stretching.