♦ ♦ 27TH CONTRACT - Text/Action

[mortemscintilla]

[ Anonymous Text / Unhackable ]

Fond are life's lustful joys;
Death proves them all but toys;
None from his darts can fly;
I am sick, I must die.

              ~ Ye Olde Melodramatic Poet

Best wishes to all those playing hero. Or idiot. A round of applause for the doctors too. All you're lacking are the right uniforms. But here's a little something for levity's sake. I imagine, for the delicate flowers, the City's a grim place right now.

For the rest of you? It seems a week of sickness isn't enough to stop the whining. It's also too damn late to interject, but I don't want your would-be meaningful dreams. And I'm not wasting my time decoding them. That's someone else's fool's errand. Smart people charge a commission.

[ Private//Unhackable - Mao ]

Status report.

[ ... static ... ]

Here kitty kitty.

[ Silence. ]

[ It seems the City's short one talking black cat. ]

[ Private//Unhackable - Yin ]

It goes without saying. But keep indoors and minimize exposure to crowded areas.

I worry enough about you as it is.

[ Private//Unhackable - Chekov ]

Delivery:
[1] One bio-safe Container carrying [1] one Meteor Shard.

CONTACT: hei-twos-and-ones@bogusserver.net
MESSAGE: handle with caution
I'll provide more details at the Karaoke Bar.

[ Private//Unhackable - Pai ]

Pick a decor. We'll get your room done that style, once we move to the new flat next week.

In the meantime check under the bed. Hope you like them.

[ Private//Unhackable - Korra ]

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Yes? Or no?

[ooc: initial text is anonymous and untraceable. Hei is being a jerkass but also gauging City morale. He's also lying about not helping anyone, the hypocrite. He's done a few helpful rituals - if only to stop the creepy dreams. As always, massively backtag friendly since I'll be a slow little snail. ]