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[piercetheheart]

Hey guys, 's Gladio. Got some new gear that'll make construction easier. And a rain barrel so we can haul a much larger quantity of river water over from Enso. Planning to set up another shower and water filter on the little islands, votes on which one?

And while I've got your attention I wanted to see who'd be up for helping me fix up the temple some. Tory -erm I mean The Storyteller's- been busting their butt looking after us, only feels right we should do something for them. Maybe... trying to make friends with them too, guys. They kinda think we all hate them.

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[piercetheheart]

Showed up once, something similar might happen again.

Then again getting Iggy or Prom to lock the door will be a nightmare.

[postictal]

They had this...sleeping stuff. Drug or something. Shot people up with it and kept them sedated so they could drag them back to their compound.

[He only mentions it because the plant they used to make said sedative is still growing there. Plenty of people can just sample it whenever, which is...you know, fine.]

[piercetheheart]

Shot people up with it

[Incredulous and a little disgusted.]

Do you mean that the way it sounds dude? Cause if these monkey things were running around with needles... or like... what blow darts or something?

[postictal]

I think it was blow darts, yeah.

[Tim just sounds remarkably cool about this. Flat, tired indifference is just how he copes most of the time.]

[piercetheheart]

That's so fucked up.

[Indifferent and exhausted is not new to him. Tired is pretty much how all of the Glaives dealt any more.]

[postictal]

It was almost a year ago. I guess most people got over it.

[Or they shoved it way, wayyyy down deep where it would never, ever bother them again.]

[piercetheheart]

Still good to know that kind of shit happened.

[Cause that's a little terrifying.]

[postictal]

Lots of shit happened.

[You just kind of get used to it.]

Nothing's broken into our houses since, so there's that.

[piercetheheart]

Shit never stops happening does it?

[And Igs talks like this place is a nice break from home. What does that say about Eos?

Because it kind of is. Oh boy.]

[postictal]

[The answer is both immediate and utterly flat.]

No. It never does.