[Jaunt Week 1] Check-In Time...

[helborn]

Casper here. Check in if you're yourself, now.

[His tone is uncharacteristically clipped and short.]

Comments

[itsananimalthing]

Hey. I'm still me, sort of. Got wings and shit now.

Though I'm pretty sure most of you heard Tara screaming and trying to kill me with her wings, so you probably all know that already.

Infiltrator knowledge ain't helping out much, since apparently we ain't supposed to know anything going into this, really.

[helborn]

That's... concerning. Like, legitimately.

[itsananimalthing]

Not sayin' it ain't. Especially when this place is so shitty as it is. I've been stranded on better desert planets than this one.

[helborn]

This is better than being in Helheim, at least. It smells a lot better.

[itsananimalthing]

I'll admit there's nothin' here tryin' to eat me. Last couple desert planets all had pretty big predators.

[helborn]

They guard some of the workers, it sounds like. Don't bank on 'no predators' just yet...