[Open Memo & Alpha Team Memo] ===> Kalfour: Be someone else

[bizango]

CURRENT restlessMedium [CRM] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board YoU MESSED UP HAA HAA HAA.

CRM: i knOw~
CRM: i knOw i knOw~~
CRM: i'm sOrry~
CRM: i'm sO
CRM: sOrry i'm
CRM: sOrry
CRM: i
CRM: 'm
CRM: ahaha
CRM: i'm sOrry
CRM: AHAHA
CRM: IT'S JUST
CRM: So LoUD HERE!!!

CRM closed memo.

You come apart again, as you have since you found out that she... You have never liked the way you lose time before, but you're thankful for it now. You get the feeling the blank spots are getting bigger and bigger when you wake up out of sight of the nearest town only to fall away again a moment later. And all through it there's chatter, familiar voices and people you feel like you've known for sweeps. You take to hiding from them when they get especially loud.

Eventually they leave you alone again and you're left in the quiet, isolated black in your mind.


HOURS IN THE FUTURE BUT NOT MANY, you return to yourself. Or rather. You rise to the front, leaving the cluttered mess of your mind behind you for a moment. You have things you need to attend to in the outside world. People who need to be informed. It takes you another hour to walk back to the nearest town, and you ache by the time you settle into a corner and open your husktop. The heat has done this body no favors at all.

CURRENT restlessMedium [CRM] RIGHT NOW opened memo on board Your attention team~.

CRM: Good evening my dears~
CRM: Or morning as the case may be~
CRM: Depending on the natural inclinations of your particular world of course~
CRM: I have some bad news Im afraid!
CRM: Merzet and Preta are dead~
CRM: Im very sorry~
CRM: Understand that Kalfour will not be available for a time~
CRM: But I will try to keep on track with this game in his place~

Comments

[bizango]

She was overwhelmed~
Before he could get to the gate to help~
Merzet was stabbed~
Perhaps by an imp~

[austereastronomer]

You had known the game was going to be difficult, but not this early. And not like this.

It's a while before you send your next message.

...I see.
We should all be extra-careful, then.
We're down to... what, five players, now?
...Though I haven't heard from Phaest in a while. But she's probably just away from her husktop.

...you HOPE.

Are things all right on your end?

[bizango]

As all right as they can be I suppose~
Im unfortunately being forced to play catch up with this game~
Which is less then pleasant~
However it will be fine given enough time~

[austereastronomer]

Well, feel free to let me know if there is anything I can do to assist you.
Hopefully once we get past the initial stage the game will be easier.

[bizango]

Yes I imagine this is the hardest part~
Thank you for your offer dear~
Ill keep it in mind~

[austereastronomer]

You consider asking about his referring to himself in the third person, but decide not to. It's unnecessarily prying, and he seems to be doing fine in any case.

All right, then.
Good luck.

[bizango]

You too dear~