[Locked Transmission to Residents]

[its_troublesome]

[The transmission is voiced, taking place during the early morning of October 28th. A typed version will appear soon after, once he's gotten all of his notes together.]

My name is Nara Shikamaru. [Not the strategist you typically expect to hear from over this network. At least Albert gave him a few tips on how to work these computers.] Like the

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[falenandawn]

I'll see what I can do about working out some plans with the rest of the house.

Do you need any help?

[its_troublesome]

[A sigh.]

All the help we can get, short notice as this is. So the more hands, the better.

[falenandawn]

Alright. I'll see what help I can round up.

Are you doing ok?

...... And I'm surprised Albert isn't the one broadcasting this. Is he still stuck with a mask....?

1/2

[its_troublesome]

I'm fine. [Stress comes with the job. ...Frey may be the only one who gets something besides a lineface during these conversations, though. He's the only one to ask that question.] Thanks for the concern, though.

[its_troublesome]

[Albert now. Sigh.]

No mask, not since I last saw him anyways. It was suggested I do it. He felt he needed time to recover his voice.

[Legitimate excuse. But still. Such an excuse.]

[falenandawn]

I'm glad to hear that.

I thought so. He was singing last I ran into him.

[its_troublesome]

[...]

I would've paid to see that. Money or no.

[Shame this isn't a regular journal conversation - he'd ask for more details.]

Tell me about it next time we run into each other, huh? And lemme know if you find anyone who's on board with this.

[falenandawn]

It was slightly disturbing, but indeed memorable. [Really, really memorable.]

I will. I shall see you later.