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[The video feed turns on to show what is probably a strange pair of people to be making a post together. It's also a really, really important post about an incredibly important subject.

Chris offers a small grin and a wave at the camera.]

Okay, so, I feel like I should say that I'm not announcing anything horrible about monsters this time. Just... Making that clear upfront.

[Is everyone relieved? Good.]

Instead, Cashmere and I are taking a super important poll.

[He glances toward Cashmere, waiting to see if she wants to continue from here.]

Very important. [ She agrees and pauses for a moment, fixing her hair in the camera. ]

I'm sure you’ve all noticed Chris and I have something special in common. So we need to know who else out there shares our special quality. Are you blonde?

[ Yes, she is serious. ]

We're here to make sure those of us who are blonde are having the most fun. If you're not having fun, we’ll think of a way to fix that.

[ She glances to Chris. Ideas?

Chris looks over at her in response, then fixes the video with a serious expression.]

Yeah. And if you are having fun, could you like... Tell us your secrets? Because that'd be pretty awesome.

[That covers the totally important stuff, he thinks. Any last remarks, Cashmere?]

Non-blondes need not reply. [ That should win some friends. ]

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There's someone here named Thom. A healer. He helped me when I first came, and my injuries were extensive. Go see him.

[She ought to check in with Thom, actually...

Maketh huffs, though she's still grinning. It's almost funny, now that she's stepped back from the Empire and all its complications.] You have no idea. That prototype was probably a year's worth of my salary. Possibly two. And of course the engineers needed funding to do repairs and my idiot troopers think launching rockets is going to solve any of that.

I'm fortunate you lot are smarter than that.

Oh, I know Thom, actually. He uh... Replied to the information post Sam and I made.

[But he had barely talked to him, and he knows Thom is here alone--or was, anyway--and isn't sure about just contacting him for something like this. But maybe he'll message him anyway, if just to find out a little more about the possibility, though he's more thinking of options for Jessica.]

Wow, that sounds like... A serious screw up.

[He's never seen something that expensive, which is for the best, since he's probably end up breaking it. Unless it's an electronic, in which case he would've been fine.]

Hey, at least we have that. Communally we're not complete idiots.

Go see him, then. He's polite.

[Not the most important thing about him, obviously, but it matters to Maketh.

She huffs, annoyance sharp at the memory.]

My own fault for trusting Aresko with security.

[And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what you get for delegating and not micromanaging everything yourself. A mistake that Maketh doesn't intend to repeat.]

Indeed. I'm a little surprised that nothing's been blown up or set on fire yet. Perhaps my standards are low.

I'll send him a message or something.

[Probably. Once he figures out what to say.

He gives a small grin at her irritation and the huffing.]

Those do seem like pretty low standards. Some guy was threatening to blow stuff up with fire before you got here actually, though I don't think he did it.

[Which is good, considering the situation was a bit more serious than Chris is representing, but still.]

I'm sure someone'll get around to it at some point, though.

[And technically he's pretty sure things have already been set on fire--RIP Arya's kitchen--but no one wants to talk about the wendigo thing.]

Thank you, Chris.

[One less thing to worry about.

Unfortunately, the feeling doesn't last. Oh maker why. Maketh's eye twitches slightly.]

That--that's wonderful. Who was this individual?

[She's really not a fan of recreational arson. Or any kind of arson, really. But tonight is a good night, and her mind doesn't immediately go to dying in a fire or the wendigos. So that's good.]

[Such faith, Maketh.

He shrugs at the question.]

I think it was the alcohol demon guy since I think that was how he was going to cause the explosion.

[He'd been distracted and hadn't paid all that much attention to the post, and only just recently found out there's someone called 'the alcohol demon' here, but putting the two together is simple enough.]

[You wouldn't disappoint her, would you, Chris? Would you?

Maketh rubs her forehead. The--alcohol demon? She's heard of him. Never met him in person.]

I see. I may have to speak with him.

[Him? Disappoint someone by behaving irresponsibly? Never.]

I don't think you have to; I mean, he didn't actually do anything, and considering the situation it wasn't... Like super ridiculous or anything.

[Oh, right. Context. That thing she's forgetting.]

You may be right. Things have a tendency to get--complicated, in this place.

Yeah. Yeah, no kidding.

[Understatement there.]

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