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[sahin]

Who: Iskender and Lamont
When: Beginning of May. Sometime. Yes.
Where: Downtown hotel -> Iskender's manor house.
What: Moving in hobos cousins.

( There'd be beer if someone wasn't underage. )

Twenty-Seventh Message [Video | Sheet of Paper]

[scramasax]

[An incoherent cough and mumble puts Anthony on the network.

As with the past so-long, the lighting's bad and he's not looking the feed dead-on, but he's rather more off it (facing mostly above it, at a distance) than usual. Not much to make out of his face - but when he speaks up, 'tis in an old cautiously, heavily treading-forward tone - snagged and anchored at a low point. Pulling tight and then recoiling at halts or depressurizing into trail-offs.]

How are they --

[Too abrupt; stop, restart...]

If -- um. ...I may ask, how - how are they treating - us. Uhmm. [Voice dries up a bit extra. He gives it a closed-jaw cough loose.] Out -- there...?

I mean, er - out on - the street...

[In public, is what he really means, and it's not a very specific question.]