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[howlsitgoin]

Who: Hazel
When: Day 1, morning
Where: Hazel carriage

[Well this doesn't look great. But hey, if we all succumb to nature our carriage is already in style!

So how are we handling all this?]

Comments

[howlsitgoin]

Yeah, well, someone has to. Like maybe this guy on the intercom.

[How many times are they going to have to hear this recording before someone blows a gasket?]

[agoodnoe]

Then perhaps we should try to find him so we may ask him directly.

[howlsitgoin]

That's what I'm thinking. But I'm also thinking all of you look real damned suspicious.

[agoodnoe]

Oh, why is that?

[ Do you not like wearing matching colors Sir. ]

[howlsitgoin]

You're-- You've got no features. What even are you?

[He's just confused! Maybe you're like, aliens.]

[agoodnoe]

[ What kind of question even is that. ]

... I don't know. I am me, I suppose.