[Text] 8th May

[bowdown]

we gots ta krill shibusens bassholes anemones
but we cant krill our own
shits unfair yo


[ Private to: JOHN EGBERT ]
yo heir
wat last fin you rememba befo comin here


[ Private to: STEIN ]
bathtubs drain is clogged  [ blame her hair ]

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[soulsutures]

We assume that's what's going to happen, though hopefully by then we'll have found a way to control BREW. There are some brought here that have nothing to go back home to as BREW brought them from death itself, so if possible I think we should find a way to let those who would wish it stay here.

[bowdown]

[ so she needs to get her hands on BREW before the war is over. Alright. ]

Fin. Le'sea if yo peeps can get their asses to it. [ have a toothy grin, Stein. ] Kinda need the trolls alive.

[ Helmsman comes to mind. She wants him back in her ship alive, that's for sure ]

[soulsutures]

[He finishes off the cake finally and moves the tray aside, debating going back to work or not. But there's still one thing to be done. Stein gets up and moves over to his other desk, picking up two jars of green substance with one slightly darker than the other.

The green really was just added coloring, something to let it stand out and make the trolls feel a little more familiar with it despite it not really being the same at all. He sets both jars down on the coffee table next to the couch.]

The lighter one is the older formula and the darker one is the newer one I made recently.

[bowdown]

[ she eyes the two containers and moves to open one. First she smells and then she puts her finger inside to feel the texture. ]

Ya want me ta shut ma eye clingin' to da jar or somefin, bro? [ she laughs at her own joke. Don't mind her, Stein ]

[soulsutures]

Not quite. As I said before it's designed so the fumes become strong enough to have an effect so long as it's within two feet of you. Which is why I've been thinking of coming up with a more practical application of it in a more condensed formula.

[bowdown]

[ she nods ]

How you wanna try this time? [ she wouldn't mind anything, honestly. It has been a while since she had some proper sleep, especially because she couldn't even go into the water and just stay there for a while due to the lack of place to do so ]

[soulsutures]

For now just keep it close by you while you attempt to sleep, I'll start working out a more practical way as I work on the new substance.

[bowdown]

Shore, stitches. [ she closes the jar and grabs both ]

Gunno go, gots sum otta cake ta do. [ and she will take the jars with her ]

Sea 'round.