Callsigns: SINGED WHISKERS & Frisbee

CHIPY COOIE.

Rad is this really what you're going to focus on? In the middle of a trip?Granted it's not a hard trip, but still.

CHIPY COOIE.

I hate the fact that I can tell you're entirely serious.

CHIPY COOIE.

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[Astera hears a familiar vocal fry cast over their shoulder. Turning around, they see a red-eyed figure waving tiredly at them from a table a little ways away.]

[Sitting next to the lanky form of Moira, Sally looks... kind of awful. When they spoke to Astera earlier, she was dolled up to high heaven. But now, its eyeliner has run from tears and re-dried along its chubby cheeks. It's bedraggled, hanging over the table and leaning on one arm in a way that suggests it might topple over without it. Her cute little punk top is stained, and bags mark a darker shade of gray beneath her eyes.]

We’ve had two contracts. The first was negotiated by me, Grey, and Hachi. We barely made it out, nearly killed our target by accident, and it turned out our employer never existed to begin with.

The second, with Akhaan, Ma’ii negotiated. We had political asylum, steady work, decent pay. That’s gone.

How the fuck do you run a mercenary business? Do we want to be mercenaries? Can we even do anything else?

hey man i know its a long way out but... i think youd b more than welcome on Prospero. i could vouch to Eschaton and the UGP for u. ill remind u that they let my sissy touch down without 2 much hassle.

unless we make sum real fuckin noise SSC wont make any crazy moves. not after //WARNING C̷H̸R̸O̷N̴O̷L̷O̸G̵I̵C̸A̵L̷ ̸A̸B̶E̷R̷R̸A̶T̶I̸O̶N̸ ̷D̷E̸T̴E̴C̵T̵E̵D̷// at least. its a pain in the ass for the megacorps to gett out here.

Sunshine, Volkie, and i could probably pull some strings and get u some hanger space where they keep the vtols in Attica. yall could do some real good out here i think! or yaknow. rest. i feel like u prolly need that

[I CAN ATTEST THAT EMPLOYERS {UNIFIED PROSPERAN GOVERNMENT} AND {ESCHATON INDUSTRIAL ARMS} ARE REMARKABLY WELL AHEAD OF THE MAJORITY OF THE GALAXY ON THE TOPIC OF {NON HUMAN} RIGHTS.]

[THEY ARE NOT {ENTIRELY} FAMILIAR WITH US CONCEPTUALLY, BUT... WHAT IS THAT PHRASE... {THEY'RE A LITTLE CONFUSED, BUT THEY'VE GOT THE SPIRIT}.]

[THE SAME, I SHOULD MENTION, CAN OBVIOUSLY NOT BE SAID OF ENEMY {ICARUS}.]

Bonnie was a descendant of one of the original cow embryos we were able to grow viable livestock from, and a very sweet friend to many of her fellow cattle, as well as being beloved by our farm staff.

Last night, when one of the raider parties got aggressive enough to escalate from threats to opening fire, she perished along with several human employees, leaving our community here heartbroken.