[Accidental video. locked from Errol]

[mostly_spice]

[The com clicks on and everything is muffled- the video screen shows what looks like an old blanket’s weave.]

some downtime after the races ended.

[Torn’s voice follows, sounding strained with something.]

Angel! Don’t you dare stop.

[She laughs and for a moment, there’s the rustling of blankets and the creek of an old cot. She suddenly shrieks

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[bazookabarmaid]

[Giggling.]

[mostly_spice]

Hey, Tess. Some of the crazy is over. Listen: you're horrible with guns. [Sounds relieved.]

[bazookabarmaid]

Oh, I know! Thank Mar! I thought it would never end!

You wouldn't believe some of the stuff I was saying about Erol! Someone might have heard me...

[mostly_spice]

You were a liar? I was forced honest.

...Still, it was a good opportunity.

[bazookabarmaid]

Oh yeah?

You mean to get totally inappropriate over the communicators?

[mostly_spice]

...Cute. I needed something to blackmail him with later. How many times have you heard him laugh in the past few years?

[bazookabarmaid]

Like never! I used to be able to make him laugh... he doesn't find me funny anymore... even though I never really knew what I was doing in the first place.

But hearing him laugh again definitely brings back memories! You're the best thing for him, Ashelin.

[mostly_spice]

You're both from a bad time. He was happy enough to get you here.

He's not so bad for me, either. What? Nothing. Go back to sleep.