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[the_overseers]

[As part of the celebration of 0134 being promoted up the faction ranks, there's been minor construction work throughout the Grounds. After a week, a magnificent fountain with waterslides is in the center of the grounds with unusually bubbly water shooting out the spout. There is a plaque]

"The Bounty of Water: A Lost and Recovered Work of Bergholt Stuttley Johnson. Dedicated to the hardworking Agents of 0134"

[However, soon after the installation, everyone from Enforcer down will notice their clothes disappearing from the laundry, and if one walks by the fountain at the right time they'll see socks, shirts, and unmentionables shooting high up into the sky, without concern for colors or dyes]

Comments

[former_endboss]

"No Oceans. No deserts, no plains, no forests, just as close to 'hell' as you can possibly get. Everyone lives on the Towers, not on the surface of the planet. Ar Ciel is a dying world."

[tempus_fixit]

"I... I know what you mean." She says quietly. And she does. Very well, in fact.

"--Okay. I'll see if I can get that housecoat for you." She says, changing the subject.

[former_endboss]

Jacqli resists the urge to nod. Anyone who has seen a post apocalyptic world knows how much it sucks. They don't need to commiserate visually.

"Please do. I'm not sure how long it would take to get another one."