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[Good morning Havenwell! A chipper little guy (a Pokemon or something?!) is waving into the camera some time a bit before lunch on this fine Lasra day.]

Hello to my fellow Havenwell citizens~! It's me, Magolor. You may have heard of me already! The natives of our beautiful city called me your emissary, and I take their words very seriously! When I feel like it.

[Smile.]

Hehehe, just kidding! I'll get to the point now that I've introduced myself. I really do care about closing the culture and knowledge gap between us offworlders and the natives. Since we're going to be living here for a while and they owe us so much, it's only right that everyone's as comfortable, happy, and informed as possible. That's my job!

I'm going to pay the council another visit soon, so all I'm asking of you is that you chip in with anything you'd like me to either pass along or investigate. What do you really wish the natives knew about taking better care of us? What do you reeeeally wish we knew about whatever's going on here? Pass it along to me, and I'll pass it along to them and get the conversation started! Last time they listened to our requests and put some real work into fixing up the food replicators, but by now I think we've all got some more important concerns to pass along, huh?

Anyhoo, you can respond to this message if you have any input. Or, if you'd rather things be off the record and a little more personal, I encourage you to come meet me today at Petals & Pages! I'll be there waiting for anyone who wants to chat. The couches are super comfy! Major shout-out to Vianca, the second-tiniest entrepreneur!

[He's the tiniest, duh. Not counting Vianca's plant self. He's being a good boy and not mentioning that about her!]

Laaaast thing: I'm going to see if I can't get another look at those archives we were all working in a few months back, so let me know if there's anything you'd like me to keep an eye out for when I do. Even I can't read an entire library at once. All right, I've blabbed enough! Come drop by for a chat! Or embrace cold technology and reply to me here. ♥ Bye byeee~.

(( There is no log post to go with this network post; instead, have a mingle toplevel! Feel free to reply here or there as you and your character prefer \o/ ))

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[ The glare into the camera isn't actually angry, she's just trying really hard to make sure she gets a good, steady shot as she holds her communicator straight out at arm's length. This is a formal situation, so it wouldn't do to hold the camera too close or be casual about it! ]

Yes! Hello Grand Emissary Magolor! I would like to know why some people get to go home, but not others! Any information about this, please!

[♥*♡∞:｡.｡GRAND EMISSARY MAGOLOR｡.｡:∞♡*♥

brightens at the address, scribbling something into the notebook he's got by his side. It's an actual paper notebook, which he way overspent for early in his stay here, it not having occurred yet to his genius ass that paper is hard to come by on a planet with few trees left. But it is at least useful for anything he doesn't want in his tablet, or when he's doing video.]

I'll add it to my list! Though I'm not sure "get" to go home is the right word for it. Have you heard about the vanishing sickness?

Sickness? I've seen network posts about people who left, but were those actually wrong? --I'm sure at least one of them said it specifically, but--

[ DECEPTION FROM THEIR ROBOT OVERLORDS?? ]

[He waves his hand in a calming gesture. Take a breath!]

I can't tell you for sure. That's part of the problem! I know of one way that people disappear from this world. But not everyone knows about it, and if there's a second way, obviously not everyone knows about that one, since I've never heard of someone just "leaving." So either way, there's an issue in communication between the natives and us, right?

Ah... so then... I...

[ Her head dips, even as she keeps holding the communicator out the same way. Getta load of the top of her head, Magolor, maybe you can even see her roots starting to show. ]

... I saw a tiny hint of something, and just got caught up in being mad and feeling sorry for myself without thinking about it any further... I did it again....

[ Hope you don't mind all this casual oversharing about her personal failings. ]

[ And then her head snaps back, face just as set and serious as it was for the first response. Picking right up as if none of that happened. ]

Grand Emissary Magolor! I would like to revise my question! Please ask them to explain why it seems like some people are gone, and if there is any way they would recommend petitioning the gods to send us home!

[This girl is a serious roller coaster . . .

But she's not wrong, and he writes that down too. It's something that was definitely on his own mental list, or at least the first part was.]

Leave it to me! I think we'd all like to hear the official word on that. I'll tell you what I've heard: some newcomers come down with an illness that makes them vanish from this world bit by bit. It has something to do with not being properly aligned to it, probably in the process of bringing us over. But if that were true, shouldn't we know officially?

Is that what you meant by vanishing sickness? So it doesn't even happen all at once? [ Her shudder is visible in how it makes the camera shake. ] Gruesome...! This is the first time I'm hearing about it!

I don't know! I'll tell you this. My roommate disappeared, too, and I didn't notice anything off about him until one day he was just gone. But I know other people have had the illness and recovered from it. So, either it depends on some other factor, or there are two different things going on.

[This is the first time he's explicitly mentioned to anyone that he's lost his roommate. To think it'd be her!]

So even you had a roommate--no, never mind-- [ That's not the important part here. And it's none of her business anyway! ]

If the sickness really works like you said, that case does sound like something different.... But either way, there's just way too much mystery about our circumstances. I mean, if they aren't going to eventually send us slackers home, it doesn't make sense that they wouldn't find some way to deal with us.... Right?

"Even you" . . .

[Instead of playing up being jokingly offended the way he sometimes does, he does actually mutter that under his breath with some irritation, as he grabs and poises his paper notebook again. But it clears up quickly enough.]

Anyway, how so? Don't worry, this is off the record! I'm not telling anything to the natives that people aren't specifically telling me to pass along.

[ She catches that mutter, and a hot flush of shame rushes up her face. Ah, that... sounded pretty bad! Admittedly, a non-trivial part of her had sort of imagined that Magolor just slept on a cloud and wandered around freely the rest of the time, living his mysterious life. Why is she so silly and carried away by fantasies! Why are all her personal flaws coming out in this one conversation!

Weakly, she brings up her other hand to wave in protest. ]

No... I was just thinking about what a loser I am for still not having one. Please don't read anything into it.

[ That isn't a lie either. She was indeed thinking that. ]

Ah but, um, which part do you mean? The dealing with slackers part? I guess I've always thought it was strange that they would go to the trouble of trapping us here and keeping us alive, but then leave it mostly up to us whether we do the things they brought us here to do. Aren't the low achievers bound to be more trouble than we're worth, sooner or later? If sending us home just isn't... possible, then... I have to wonder, you know?

[A LOSER . . . geez. Magolor has a hard time dealing with self-deprecation to that degree; for one thing, it's no fun to tease someone who really thinks like that! And for another, it's just straight up not a mindset he can understand. His ears twitch down briefly, but then she's forging onward, and this is actually pretty interesting to address.]

I've been wondering about that too. It's working out for them so far, so I can't exactly criticize their methods yet! But it'd be too easy for it to stop working out for them the way they expect, and I wonder what they'd do if it did? I know one woman who refuses to do any of the touching at all. I told her to keep me posted on if she sees any blowback or strange effects from it.

[And then, because he can't entirely let it go:]

By the way, have you tried just asking the network who needs a roommate, or did you just decide you were a loser first?

Refusing everything? [ Kyoko tilts her head, eyes going distant for a moment, mouth pulling in, wistful. Ah, she's kinda disappointed in herself now. ] I had that idea, too, but it ended up not working out--well, maybe I could've managed it if I had more guts.

But, I guess that kinda has something to do with why I'm not putting out any ads? Since it's not like we have to worry about paying rent here, if you're not already good enough friends with someone to want them around all the time, wouldn't the main reason for having a roommate be so you can have someone at your fingertips whenever you feel like it? I'm not interested in that.

[He waves his hand in one of his shoulderless shrugs.]

You aren't wrong about that! But it's about more than just profit, too. This planet's been known to punish us for things like sleeping alone. It's a war between our pride and our health!

And as for me, I really wish I had a roommate who was a good cook . . . !

What--so there really have been punishments! Come to think of it, wasn't there that weird sickness that only went away after you touched someone for a while? I knew these gods would turn out to be underhanded like that! As if giving us money and disappointing free food could make up for it!

There really have! I don't think they'd admit to them being that, though. And I can't really say whether the natives or even the gods are choosing it. I'm sure they'd say, "We need your energy, and when there's not enough, bad things happen!" That's the whole plot of this, right? But it amounts to the same thing in the end, whether anyone means it or not. "You didn't hug enough, so now you're having terrible nightmares. Now you're sick!" And so on.

As if hugs were a vital nutrient to keep us healthy and mentally sound.... If I'm being punished, I'd rather call it what it is!

[ huff huff! ]

Grand Emissary, thank you for bearing with me and shedding so much light on things for me. I really did mean to keep it to the first message, but I ended up taking up a lot of your time!

Don't be like that! I wouldn't be worthy of the title of Grand Emissary if I couldn't provide at least this much for my fellow citizens!

[Who gave him that title . . . is he really worthy of it . . . ]

In other words, any time. You're welcome!

[ SHE GAVE HIM THAT TITLE and it is very possible she will never address him any other way from now on. ]

Thank you for your hard work!! Ah--and I hope you find an adequate roommate! Actually--what kind of food do you like? I can't make any promises, but maybe it's something I know how to make.

[ What does a guy like Magolor eat?? Caviar? Century eggs? Candied violets? Turkish delight? ]

[He INSTANTLY PERKS UP, ears twitching up at the mention of cooking for him. Fooooood!]

Really~? I'm not picky!

[This is true. He should come up with a better answer than this, because he's asked this from time to time here, when he never had been before in his life . . . but his preferences are both broad and minor. His palate is not especially refined.]

Wellllll, I'll never say no to any kind of fruity dessert!

[That is his one major weakness!]

Aah, it's too bad I can't get any fresh fruit to work with, huh? [ But that is at least a vague enough answer that it sounds like something she could accomplish. ] I haven't tried making any desserts since I got here, though. It would be interesting.

If you've got a friend with a better replicator than you have you can! . . . Unfortunately, that friend isn't me. I should really look into it, though. I'd happily supply you with whatever you needed if you did the cooking part!

I know someone who can definitely get pudding out of his, so we're about halfway to a parfait already! The fruit is the real missing piece, huh. And there are already so many other things I wish I could get out of mine....

Fruit is good for you and sooooo versatile . . . ! Someone must have made the right decision by now, right?

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