Emillion Communications Network

Anyone know of anywhere that's open that sells clothes? The few shops I go to are nice piles of rubble.

[ Cian ]
Loch is moving in for a while. No security needed.

[ Ran ]
Sorry this is coming late, but I hear you're the one that I have to thank for not kicking the bucket. Thanks, I owe you. Name's Aisling Wilde.

[ Miles ]
Hopefully marriage hasn't killed you.

You okay? Tell me you didn't get your ass walloped being a hero, Ash.

[ Cian ]
You found Ash?

[ Lionel ]
[...........] Guess I owe you one, Lionel. But no hugs

[ Miles ]
Hope you're
Lionel said
Heard Norwood tied the knot, so I'm guessing you're up and about again.

I heard a little ditty in the Theatre District earlier today. Somber little thing. Is this the sort of thing I should be expecting in the weeks to come? I'm going to come home crying every day.

[ TG. ]
It's hardly my fault if a man challenges me to the knife game and stabs himself in the hand, is it?

[ CIAN. ]
I suppose I owe you an update on the ship situation, but I'll give you the short version: dead captain, dead rat and no way to hang him for imaginary crimes, though the crew's now aware of what he was supposedly up to. Putting money into repairs, crew's happier, everything is swell.

It's not how I expected the story to go, but you can't control which way the wind blows.

[ MILES, unsent. ]
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[Jareth.]

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Come? over?


[Mag.]
Company tonight.

( delivered to each of the MG councilors )