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[empathicfault]

"Will Graham here. Leave a message."

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[empathicfault]

Will sends a mental shake of the head. ::No. No, this is good. I don't know if I trust the network, being 'gifted' to us by the Narrenschiff as it is::

He sighs. ::I missed the other ships, too, but I came in shortly after them. I heard some terrible stories, and I think people were still hurting from it. This is- it's not as structured. It's not structured at all. It's clawing, desperate, but trying not to be::

::We should try to be as prepared to defend ourselves as we can, I think::

[chaos_drifter]

::I heard that no one graduates or gets deals here, but not much else. If they have difficulty with supplies and no goal to work towards, then why stay?::

They lay back in their hammock, staring up at the ceiling. ::What feels desperate? The people here, or the ship itself?:: They can sense most people here, but have yet to try to reach out to anyone directly. Some people are perceivable but unreachable, and some feel completely nonexistent, just like people on the Barge.