[ visual :: do it or do not do it — you will regret both ]

[oneofthequick.livejournal.com]

The communications system flickers on and displays a man wearing a drab, dusty taglemust but with a recognizable sword buckled at his hip. After a moment of surprise, he skims over a few notes on his tablet before unveiling his face to speak: "My alternate has left notes for me to read, but I would prefer a more reliable source of information."

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[ironshodboots]

She offers a small smile. "Doul then. If, when you are reoriented, you would like some refreshment, it seems our captors have provided me with a tavern, so I would be glad to repay your former kindness."

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[oneofthequick.livejournal.com]

"Agreed. I'll be by once I've resettled."

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[ironshodboots]

She smiles a little. "Very well. It is called The Last Mistake. I will look for you soon."