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[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Yumi cuddles up to Thera and yawns* Y:"see you in my dreams" *She smiles*

[Twi]

Thera smiles.
"You too."
She lays against Yumi gently.

[Something Evil]

*Amity waits until the roast is eventually done, and takes it out to let cool, the flavor from the herbs having seeped into the meat.*
A: "If you want to, you can have some as soon as it won't scald you. Just leave some for us, 'kay?"
*And with that, she hops into the bunk with Crystal, wrapping her arms around the vixen, giving her a kiss and drifting off to sleep beside her.*
A: "Good night, sweetheart."

*Meanwhile, the ships keep heading towards the signal, the Tyrant having little else to do short of overseeing its pet-project on the planet.*

((Also out. Goddamn Rheinland cruisers.))

[Twi]

And now Stephan's checking out the Steam account...
"Hmm."

[Phantom]

Interesting emails:
Email from Cheryl.
--Hey, Arthur, you and my brother still owe me 150 euros each for last time.

Email from Convict
--You. I will eat your soul for what you've got me into.

Email from Mom
--*WAY TO EMBARRASSING*

Email from one of the South Africans
--nice wallet, it got me one thousand usd over at the last bidding

Email from Self
--I know you're reading this.


Games of Note: Almost every fucking game known to man. That's a very large capacity hard drive.

[Tellemurius]

*Grabs a slice and chews on it with a bottle of wine*
"And so i shall"

[Twi]

Stephen sighs, and notes the email addresses. Then he clears out the inbox.
And then he makes his own account. Smart...
Oh and then he emails Cheryl.
--Hey, it's Stephen. You reading this? Just made this thing, so... How's life?
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[Phantom]

Cheryl responds with magic Smartphone!
--Well. Uh. Let me just say I got something back in a particularly jarring way.

[Twi]

--*winces* Something good or something bad?

[Phantom]

--Something bad. Go ahead, guess.

[Twi]

--I would, but I don't know enough about you. Wait, does it have anything to do with that brother of yours?

[Phantom]

--Yeah, it has something to do with my brother, how do you know?

[Twi]

--Didn't really have anything else to guess.

[Phantom]

Cheryl pauses before sending the next email.
--Oh. Do you want me to explain or something?

[The Merchant Of Menace]

*Azumi is lazily playing a soothing melody on a panflute*