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He shakes his head easily enough.

"We didn't have one, no." There was rarely electricity. It didn't make sense. But he feels as if he needs to correct a bit of a misconception.

"Though that isn't home. Not anymore."

Blue is a very small child, and is used to looking up at people, but the man in front of her was enormous, even bigger than Jesse Dittley. She felt a small pain at his loss at the sight of Randal, but shook it off to go introduce herself.

"Hello, I'm Blue Sargent."

She offered out her teeny tiny hand.

Richard was wandering along what he mentally called his "patrol", when he saw a man curling up for the night under Knight's Bridge. He jogged over and leaned in to whisper.

"Mate, you really don't want to kip here for the night. Come with me."

He held out his hand.

"Right now."

[After some stalking around, your santa has bought you this in the largest size he could have made.

The note reads JOYEUX NOEL, ~~MONTY~~ SANTE?]

Mr Oland, it's Thomas Nightingale.

[ they'd spoken, on the journal to olympia. ]

I was hoping I could have a moment of your time.

hey
you still in one piece?

[ A key and a note, ]

There are better places to sleep.

[ Map attached. The little place it leads to is easily accessible from Shades Darker. The apartment is a small space, austere but arranged with an eye for Spartan comfort. It's warm, with a catflap and space for animals, with bowls and shelves for spare cat food. The walls aren't especially thick, but sturdy, and this isn't near anyone in particular. ]

Hey. You okay?

Taura raises a hand to wave a friendly greeting when Randel comes into view outside the art room. "Howdy. Thanks again for offering the lesson."

Hi Randal. How are you doing?

[She's not been checking the network, as of late. Too tired for piqued interest in any schemes or shenanigans, too wary of seeing that video again to risk even seeing anything good until time enough has passed it won't be easily stumbled across. The same has largely gone for out-loud announcements. Everything is on a back burner, that she might focus on - nothing, particularly. Who to give her dog to, in the near future.

But there's no missing the file. And even through the current haze, she understood how she would go about this - with anyone - from barely her second week on board. Thus, the message.]

Hey, so we're - if you didn't see it yet, we're paired. [Which really, really would have sounded elated at any other time. Still likely will, once she's had a day or two to adjust, and thus initial hurdle is cleared.] Which means I've got your file, here.

Reading it makes a lot more sense than not reading it, so I'm doing that. If you'd rather be here while I did that, to talk through something, answer questions, anything like that, you could come over. Or I could come over. Either or.

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There are plenty of opens seats available, but Juno takes one right across from where Randel is eating. He hadn't responded to the man's question on the network - he didn't feel like he had anything really to offer, there - but it had piqued his curiosity. Enough to make him a little nosy, at least.

"Meatloaf not doing it for you?" He's gesturing to the plate full of greens.

Hey, would you feel up to a day or two of camping? I'm asking a couple of quieter people, I think some time to decompress someplace pretty and quiet would do all of us good. Found a pretty tract of land, dug around for a horse that'll carry you - or a wagon if you're not up to riding. Figure it could be fun?

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