Lost Carnival - IC Inbox

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✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 141.44144
DESCRIPTION: Sometimes Reira takes a minute to answer, since she sometimes knocks the volume dial too far, and anyone shouting through it hurts her ears.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox on Door
DESCRIPTION: It's a rather simple mailbox that was already built into the trailer. Reira checks it every day! (since you're supposed to, apparently)

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[amphibiopathic]

[ Ah, yes. The inevitable headache of the Carnival’s timelines. ]

So you asked not to be saved? [ Eruka asks, slowly. ] I didn’t know you could mess with someone else’s wish like that.

[ Actually, that makes her pretty nervous. Gulp. ]

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Mn-nn. That couldn't be changed, she already saved me.

I just asked her to fix what happened because of me being saved. [Like that, yeah.]

[amphibiopathic]

Well... [ Eruka mulls that over. ] Then, it's good for you that worked out?

[ She's just not going to ask for the details, she decides. Maybe sometimes ignorance is bliss, after all... ]

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Um-! Yeah! [She beams, nodding. Anyway there's better things to talk about, like....well...]

So...why did you come? We're not supposed to have shows anymore, so I know it can't be that kind of stuff...

[amphibiopathic]

That's what I heard ... [ Eruka really has a sense of timing, doesn't she? But now that she's here anyway... ]

I had a wish I wanted the Ringmaster to grant, that's all. [ If she'd known all the particulars of the situation, would she have accepted? But... ] A-anyway ... it's better for me to be here than back home, for now.

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Mn! Probably, [Reira agrees.] ...Everyone talks about how dangerous things get, but it seems a lot safer than anywhere else...

[That's her thoughts and she's sticking to 'm. Anyway.] Ummm...

...Do you have lots of things to put away? [She awkwardly continues, shifting her feet.]