Week 7

[airlockedmods]

[Well that weekend sucked. The Champions are down a dad and a bean and shrinking their numbers smaller and smaller, less and less.

There's no sign of life in the spaceport aside from PAL's omnipresent voice and SIS, the helpful asSIStant who has some control over certain heres and theres in the spaceport. She (and PAL) are available at all times and can appear anywhere if called. There is, however, a new floor to explore. Just hop in the elevator and pchoo.]


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Comments

[daughterofthemark]

Dame Nari pushed it off the table, much like a cat.

[Let PAL Bake.]

[cyan_maid]

...You know, I can see her doing that.

[daughterofthemark]

It did seem particularly unsurprising.

[cyan_maid]

Still...if he's a baker, I suppose...that might give us something to work with.

[daughterofthemark]

...you don't suppose he'd allow us to leave if we ate what he'd made?

[cyan_maid]

Probably not, but I mean...maybe finding some common ground with him could lead to something.

[daughterofthemark]

That is true! Are you going to try it, Jane?

[cyan_maid]

I might as well, right? There's...well, there should be no harm in trying.