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[badge_177]

-to work... [A man is speaking, muttering gruffly. He's accompanied by a thump, as if someone hit his terminal (that would be because he did). For a few moments afterwards, there is silence, ended by a somewhat satisfied grunt.]

So, we're supposed to use these things to talk to each other? [From his tone, it's clear that he considers this a dubious idea at best.]

[There's a hint of shifting cloth, the creak of a chair, but the silence is shorter this time.] Right, then can anyone tell me where to buy decent cigars?

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[bindsthedead]

[Sabriel's face shows up on the the screen, looking exhausted and a little too pale to be entirely natural.]

Besides actually meeting in person, yes.

As for the cigars... I'm not sure if you can buy any, with the rationing.

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[badge_177]

That's what everyone's telling me. [Grumpy about this? Him? ...definitely.]

The turtle can't...land somewhere? [It is a small turtle.]

voice;

[bindsthedead]

It has, on occasion. It simply doesn't do it that often.

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[badge_177]

How long has it been?