second.

[insinuo]

How am I supposed to get work around here done when things are in such a terrible condition? It's not very peaceful here. There are far too many people in a city that's been ruined by such a thing.

So, city, tell me. What do you know about this place? These "chips"? This alien "satellite" of yours?

Comments

[big_kitty]

... Eh? Work? I think that in itself is a first for the city~!

[insinuo]

Have people really put their lives on hold since they got here?

[big_kitty]

I do think being brought to a city and torn from your life can indeed impair the ability to freely live, hm?

[insinuo]

True as that may be, I don't get paid if I don't get things finished. They saw fit to dump me with all my paperwork.

[wearingcravats]

I've had little trouble getting work done since my arrival. It's merely a matter of removing yourself of this communicator so long as you're working.

... It's clear you've been here for a bit. I'm sure you could have found out plenty about the chips and the satellite by actually checking the communicator, Miss.

It's hardly obscure knowledge.

[insinuo]

People here are hardly willing to part with information these days. They're too busy being caught up in their personal dramas and fooling around with mistletoe. Despite asking on my arrival, no one told me.

And I have been removing myself from it. I've barely said a word in a month.

[wearingcravats]

You must not be speaking with the right people. Asking will get you further than expecting, and despite you claiming to ask, I do recall much persistence on the matter.

So I can see, but then there's little reason to complain.

[insinuo]

I don't suppose you're volunteering to help.

[ilpresto]

Hey, um... When I first got here, you were the one that said "welcome to hell," right?

[insinuo]

That's right.

[ilpresto]

Why?

[insinuo]

Because this place is horrible.