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[myfavoritemurder]

@callisto.diamandis | ■ ▲ ◌ ▼

Callisto has no other social media/points of contact beyond the default basic text network.

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@lance.sweets

[lifetothefullest]

Hello Callisto. I'm not sure if you've met Garak before, but he was asking about any sort of odd experiences regarding the Aerie, and I mentioned that I knew of someone who remembered who they were while in it. However, I wasn't sure if you wanted it to be known that it was you, so I'm just passing along the message that if you're willing to talk to him about it he'd be interested in hearing it; his username is @torvan.garak.

[And he'd ask her how she's doing, but somehow he doesn't think he'll get much of an answer. He might try anyway depending how this goes over, though.]

[myfavoritemurder]

I don't care who knows.

He wants me to write to him over this?

[She's capable of using the neural network - it's very intuitive, even for someone like her - but her feelings on it are mixed.]

this notif totally didn't show up for me which is rude

[lifetothefullest]

If you're willing to, though I'm sure he'd probably also be fine meeting in person.

dw needs to stop being Like This

[myfavoritemurder]

We'll see. These are strange, and I don't like text.

it really does, or at least be consistent about it

[lifetothefullest]

Neither do I, at least not for anything important.

@bellamy.blake

[jettisons]

[This is definitely going to be an awkward conversation, but here goes.]

Hey, Callisto. How are you doing?

[myfavoritemurder]

You understand what I told you now, don't you.

[jettisons]

[Straight for the jugular, huh? It takes him a second or so to respond.]

I always understood.

[myfavoritemurder]

What did you understand?

[She's not convinced that they're talking about the same thing here.]

[jettisons]

Why you were so angry.

private text

[myfavoritemurder]

[Continued from here.]

Fine.

[But does she really seem like the type of person who keeps promises?]

Meet me in the alley next to Red Wings.

[It's where she's living today! :) ]

[unmoor]

[ it might be smarter to keep his distance to the woman with anger issues, but alas he has a thing about proving he's not a coward. ]

You won't mind if I bring my drink with me?

[ he doesn't expect an answer. he just show up with his bottle and then he's there, leaning against some wall, entertaining himself with a drunken sea shanty. ]

[myfavoritemurder]

[He gets a predictable one:]

I don't care.

[She's not doing much of anything, when he arrives - just sitting on her sleeping bag at the base of a tree, staring off into space. That same bag she'd been carrying before is next to her, complete with bat and crappy handmade fishing spear.

She looks up at the singing, brow furrowing slightly.]

How much have you been drinking?

[unmoor]

[ nice place. he laughs a bit to himself as he approaches her, too drunk to mask his visible amusement. ]

Enough to set me off to a good start.

[ he's still standing, isn't he? he holds up the bottle. ]

Why don't you join me, celebrate our agreement?

[myfavoritemurder]

Alcohol dulls the senses, and it makes it easier to forget that everything is horrible and hopeless. I hate being dulled, and I hate being tricked. I'll never choose to trick myself.

[Cradling her broken arm against her body, she moves to stand.]

Show me the sword.

@lexa.trikru

[coalitions]

Two questions: do you still have your Kestrel tattoo and have you had a dream involving Johann Grey in a restaurant?

[myfavoritemurder]

I dreamed of an old man in a restaurant who spoke of New Moscow.

[Was it Johann Grey? Who knows.]

And I still have the tattoo.

[coalitions]

Several others who kept their tattoos have had dreams too. We're piecing together what they were.

[myfavoritemurder]

You think they were prophecies?

[coalitions]

We are more concerned it means Grey or the Gold god is holding onto us.

@laura.moon

[apathet]

Hey

Do you still have your tattoo?

[ Asks Laura, having got in exactly 0 contact before this. Sometimes to just have to sit in post-Aerie evasion for a while and then pop up out of nowhere weeks later, you know? ]

[myfavoritemurder]

[Sounds valid; she definitely springs stuff like this on people herself.]

Yes. Do you?

[apathet]

Yeah
Looking like it's most of us.

[myfavoritemurder]

You're not the first who's asked. What do you think it means?

[apathet]

Who the fuck knows?
When in doubt it's usually gods being assholes
Or not being assholes
The Aerie seemed like a pretty on the nose parallel with the volume dialled up to 15, maybe they don't want us to forget