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[sacredbrand]

New arrivals-

I am sorry for your losses. Words fail to describe.

[No. No, that isn't right. Too personal, too dread.]

If you need any help adjusting, I offer mine.

[In smaller writing, at the corner of the message in quick, jerky handstrokes:]

Joe- may we speak?

[That's the end of it, but passerby can find Nel playing in the lake I

Comments

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[notjustawarrior]

How long have you been here?

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[sacredbrand]

Some months now. It was longer on the ship I was kept on by another would-be savior. Deior has some shoes to fill.

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[notjustawarrior]

A lot of people are talking about this ship.

How has it been here though?

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[sacredbrand]

Four months. Almost five, now.

Why do you ask?

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[notjustawarrior]

You offered your help. I've only been here for a few weeks, so I'm still getting used to this place.

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[sacredbrand]

In that case. . . you have questions. Ask them at your leisure, and I'll answer to the best of my ability.

[Which isn't much, lately.]

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[notjustawarrior]

What exactly goes on here? The place I was at before had different experiments every week. Does this place make us go through anything weird?

text; THOUGHT I'D TAGGED SORRY :(

[sacredbrand]

No experiments, which I am sorry to hear about. The strangest we've been forced to go through are the punishments. Arbitrary and often cruel. Our Lord is heavy-handed.