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[impure_tale]

Thirty days. I have decided to impose an opening night for our little play, which seems to go at the same pace when it comes to preparation, and whether the lot of you are prepared or not, the event will be staged then. I can't abide any further delays on account of disappearances or laziness. Once it is finished we'll all have one less task at hand, now won't we? 

Also, to anyone who has seen a black dog, likely with a leash attached, please bring her to me. She got away from me up on deck.

[Filtered to Infirmary Staff]

I've gone and slipped up on deck. Now I've made it back to my room well enough, but I'm thinking I should probably come in to be certain I haven't seriously injured myself. Will someone be on hand? 

[Private to Iago]

How are you feeling? 

Comments

Private

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Absolutely not
Why would

Not at this time.

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

No answers for now. I asked that you think it over. I will not force you to go -- he has insisted he will only speak to you if you choose to approach him.

Iago, I know there are thoughts at war within you that are simpler to bury rather than address, but it will not ease you. It will only hurt you more, and I do wish to see you free from such things.

Major West is an honorable man, and quite reasonable. You may trust him. even if you do not trust me

I'll thank you to consider it, and I'll speak no more about it now.

Private

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

I will consider it.

[After a few minutes.]

What happens to those who go off the edge of the Barge?

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

The Barge swerves after them and, if experience reminds me, crashes into whatever world that person happened to land in.

Private

[inhumandog.livejournal.com]

Dear God...

But do they...disappear?

Private

[impure-tale.livejournal.com]

Only if we do not find them before the Barge finishes repairing itself. Not to mention anyone else that will have fallen overboard with the impact.