Exsilium - IC Contact

[bodilesswarrior]

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This is Barbara. Leave a message and I'll get back to you.

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Oracle speaking.

Comments

a stack of sadness, close relative to a stack of pancakes but with despair instead of syrup

[crossbearing]

( Thanks, she should say that. She hasn't got it in her right now.

It's inevitable in the lives they lead, but Vic Sage hadn't died in the field. He'd known he was dying and he hadn't told her. She might not be thinking ill of the dead, but she was certainly thinking some things.

A beat of silence, and she still should speak, but doesn't; the feed cuts. )