5th Cut -- [Audio | Cellphone]

[twopercent]

[Thankfully, Jack's not in the same state he was last time he connected to the network. No, this time, he's all business, message prefaced by his own Network number in text.]

If there's two or three of you out there who can handle yourself in a dangerous situation, something's come up. Drop me a private line.



[And private message to Casval Mass...]

Hey. You heard about what's going on in the Dead District now?

Comments

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[kingside]

I did warn you.

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[twopercent]

About what?

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[kingside]

Having backup. Remember?

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[twopercent]

[Oh, it's you. And part of (though not the only) reason that Jack actually asked for help in the first place instead of going it alone.]

Yeah. Well, I'm listening. Happy now?

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[kingside]

[Aww, so sweet. You can't see it, but he's smiling now.]

Elated.

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[twopercent]

If I were you I'd hold off on feeling too pleased for a few more days.

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[kingside]

I can live with that.

Again, be careful. We don't know what's out there, although I expect you have a better idea than most.

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[twopercent]

Yeah. I don't expect it to be easy. Eventually we're gonna run up against guys like the General. And I still don't have any good ideas there, short of an ICBM strike.

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[kingside]

... That does seem a little excessive, yes.

Let me know if there's any way I can help. I can't offer anything so exciting, but surely there's some level of assistance I can commit to.

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[twopercent]

Sounds excessive until you've faced off against him.

Just... let Liz know it'll all be fine.

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[kingside]

And I thought I was paranoid.

I will. Count on that if nothing else.