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[teaandlightning]

My expedition to the fish market has proven profitable. I have taken posession of several serviceable blades, more than I need, but enough, perhaps, to be of assistance to the rest of the community. The state in which I found them was quite as unappealing as one would expect of metal left among rotting meat for so long, and I have spent a

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[appleglad]

It is a byproduct of oil. Made up of polymers primarily consisting of carbon and hydrogen, in the history of Earth That Was. In modern society, what can be found is silicon-based.

Plastic. Found in museums that cannot find or afford anything more interesting to grace their displays. Oil is a non-renewable resource not found on most planets and moons. Obsolete.

[teaandlightning]

I'm . . . not sure I understand anything you just said, but thank you for the explanation.

Plastic. Hmm.

[appleglad]

I want them.

[teaandlightning]

The plastics?

What would you do with them?

[appleglad]

What's inside. The water. I want them for Simon.

[teaandlightning]

I will look for some more for you.

Who is Simon?

[appleglad]

Xiong. He's sick. I'm always the sick one... Not right, not right, not fixed, but he fixes me, I have to...

[teaandlightning]

Ah. I see. You must care for him very much.

I will be certain to find some water for your Simon. I will even put a note on it so that whoever finds it will know that it is for you. What is your name, my dear?

[appleglad]

River Tam.

...Xie xie.

[teaandlightning]

You're welcome, River.