First Song [text]

[secondsmarch]

[This one is keeping herself to just text due to... an inability to actually talk.]

I'm a new arrival, and I can't offer much.

[At least she's to the point. Red's done this before, somewhat. The difference is that this time there's people that can actually read her messages.]

But I need information.

[She's leaving it that unspecific for a reason.]

Comments

text;

[dragonbadfaith]

Perhaps, but I'm beginning to get impatient.

text;

[secondsmarch]

In that case, what would you suggest be done?

text;

[dragonbadfaith]

I have no suggestions, really. If there was an easy way to speed up the process of getting out of this bloody place, we'd already be doing it.

text;

[secondsmarch]

Sounds like gathering all the pieces of this jewel is our only option.

text;

[dragonbadfaith]

Evidently. And we've no clue how many there even are. It's an endless wild-goose chase.

text;

[secondsmarch]

What else would we be able to do?

text;

[dragonbadfaith]

I don't know of anything. No one does.

text;

[secondsmarch]

Then we keep moving forward.