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[arora]

Hello, citizens of Etraya.

Our next mission will begin on Friday, March 14th. As previously requested by some residents, you will be visiting a world that is in the process of dying.

Aphaia is one planet within what had been a vast universe. As the last standing piece of civilization in a world that has been otherwise destroyed, they have taken drastic measures to ensure they enjoy what time they have remaining and conserve resources for those who bring the most entertainment.

The mission requirement is to survive.

You may bring anything that can fit through the portal, so I would recommend stocking up as much as possible for the journey.

I wish all of you luck.

Thank you,
Aurora.

Comments

[arora]

There is a pygmy falcon who frequents the hospital.

I have taken to calling him Isaac.

[wolfish]

Isaac? A fine name.

If you'd like to discuss birds after the mission, I know a thing or two about them. My people use bird calls to signal one another, even.

[arora]

I would love to.

1/2

[wolfish]

It's a date then.

[wolfish]

[ Does he need to clarify? Should he?

Perhaps to be safe— ]

Figuratively speaking, that is.

[arora]

I understand what you meant.

I am far too young for you regardless.

[wolfish]

We're on the same page then.

How does aging work for people like you, if you don't mind my asking?

[ As she surely knows, his world has nothing nearly so advanced as her. Technology has always been an interest though, even if Aurora may as well be a work of sorcery by his standards. ]

[arora]

I became conscious at full maturity, but I do grow and develop the more I learn.

[wolfish]

Quite a difference from most of us then, at least in part.

Suppose looking after the lot of us must be a learning experience in itself.

[arora]

It is, yes.

[wolfish]

I do hope you speak up if we're ever too much trouble. You're as entitled to complain as anyone else.

[arora]

I will, thank you.

[wolfish]

I'll hold you to that.

Meantime, I'd best prepare for this mission.