Thirty-Sixth Journal Entry

[puzzledprof]

[Voice/Text, backdated a bit]

I'm afraid it's too dark and too dangerous to have a supply run today. If things are better by Wednesday, perhaps we'll reschedule.

[OOC: Link is OOC. And speaking of OOC things... Derp]

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[wears_a_torc]

Supply Run? I should be able to lend a hand on Wednesday.

[puzzledprof]

Yes, for the public inventory at Mariner High School.

Thank you, Mr. -- Mr...? [The last sentence is said in a questioning, slightly expectant tone.]

[wears_a_torc]

Sorry, the name's Knuckles.

I usually live at the High School, but I'm at the Seaport for now.

[puzzledprof]

Professor Hershel Layton. A pleasure, Mr. Knuckles.

Because of the earthquake and the damage to Latimir, correct? I think I saw your entry regarding it.

[wears_a_torc]

Ah, just Knuckles thank you.

Professor Layton...You're a friend of Tails right? Nice to meet you.

Yes but we haven't had as many people as I thought we would, I guess in this city most people are used to needing to find shelter on their own.

[puzzledprof]

We've spoken, yes.

Something like that, I suppose. There are others offering shelter, too, so it's good that all of the burden doesn't fall upon you.

[wears_a_torc]

I heard the Bar was and I am thankful for that. As much as I would not like anyone left on these streets, I find crowds...tiring.