I tried to get through to you

[archboxer]

[You know what that was? A fiasco. That was an utter fiasco. Three more people gone on a chance that may not happen! This is horrible. Even if some people dislike her, Rhea... is up to the challenge once more. This time she does it nearly herself: writing out the invitations, ordering the food and telling everyone to meet at the bar. In Ema's honor, of course.

She hands out the invitations herself and if she can't find you, she'll slide yours under your door.]

Comments

[archboxer]

[Someone who would be willing to say that the dragons were dumb for not inventing time travel, was a blasphemer and just a jerk. In Rhea's not at all biased opinion.]

Of that I am unsure. Projections of the dead might be possible but... [Honestly?] I do not believe Ghostworth is a ghost. What exactly he is, I cannot tell, but he merely said 'sure' when asked if he was a ghost. That does not inspire confidence.

[hardnosed]

Of course it's too much to expect anyone to explain themselves. [ She pauses, reorienting herself to the pronoun she only ever uses once it becomes explicitly clear that's what everyone else is doing. ] He must be using magic or some kind of tech to move things remotely, then. This isn't the kind of base you can just get close to.