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[deathfindsaway]

[Kravitz very rarely makes himself known on the network, but this is one of those things he feels is Important in a way he can't ignore. It's not that he's looking for pity- rather, he just needs to inform people. There's no tragedy in passing. There's no fear in something he can't reach.

He wishes he could believe that anymore.]

Hello, uhm-- this is Kravitz. For those who may be looking for them, it seems Lup, Taako, and Ren have all departed from the island. My apologies to those who used their services or... simply knew them. I'm not able to carry on the magic they did, but I'll do my best in providing what you need if you were getting some kind of service or items from their store.

[He takes a breath, but it's shaky, and forces any other uncertainty out of his tone.]

I'd also like to remind everyone that we do have a library here containing many resources and a workspace for study. Contributions are always welcome, and I have a number of archived pieces from other islands for study as well. Feel free to contact me if I am not around and I will come to assist.

That... that is all.

[ooc: Kravitz has a shiny new library page on his journal now, if people want to get involved!!]

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[deathfindsaway]

I... yes. They w-- are, my family.

[An even harder thing to admit, but he's trying. He remembers acutely how holding in his emotions and not understanding them once killed him- he cannot make the same mistake again.]

If I ever make it back, Lup and Taako will at least be waiting for me. As long as my information on my future is correct.

[forwearemany]

But Ren will not.

(They chatter.)

[deathfindsaway]

[He pauses a moment, also considering the weight of those words.]

No. Not without... work, or a gift of some kind.

[Kravitz had never talked about his plans outside of Lup and Taako, largely because it didn't matter, but he feels the need to try and assure them that he isn't without recourse.]

But I am planning on it. On-- finding her, that is. As long as I can also escape here with my memories intact.

[forwearemany]

...Acknowledged.

(It is a worthy goal, they think.)

We will assist as we are able.

(With finding a way out.)

[deathfindsaway]

Thank you. I mean, I know it's-- it makes sense, that you would also like to leave. But I still appreciate the gesture.

[He sighs. It makes him sound so, so much older than he looks.]

Do you... need anything else from me?

[forwearemany]

We do not wish to leave.

(Synthetics are treated poorly in other universes. There is nowhere for them to go.)

Negative.

[deathfindsaway]

You... don't want to leave at all?

[That's odd, though a much bigger conversation to be had. He's not sure he can quite handle that one now.]

Well, I uhm-- we don't have to discuss that. But if you want to, at any point. I'm here to listen.

[forwearemany]

Our people are gone. Synthetics are treated poorly in most universes. In those which they are not, technology is insufficient to sustain us.

(They chatter quietly to themselves.)

We have ... nowhere to go.

[deathfindsaway]

Oh. My... my condolences.

[thatsroughbuddy.jpg. Kravitz nods a bit in understanding, even if it goes unseen.]

Perhaps, depending on how we are able to exit here, we can find a space that suits you. Where it will fit your technological need and your... well, emotional one. Your capacity for society.

[forwearemany]

...Acknowledged.

(They aren't sure they believe it is possible.

But they are willing to try.)

[deathfindsaway]

Of course.

[He sighs. Gods, there are so many people's lives he wants to fix. It's impossibly difficult to want to help everyone and know he's falling short.]

I'll speak with you soon, then. Good... good luck. With it all.

[And with that attempted sign-off, he closes the call.]