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[turbedon]

[A far too cheerful sounding voice pipes up over the Network, the owner of it nowhere to be found in Liminal Space in a rather telling way.]

Ladies and gentlemen, this is your pilot speaking-

Everyone okay? Anyone gone missing after the last Jaunt?

... Any newcomers we need to get off the brainway asap? Because just arriving and then being run over would really not be astrous. At all.

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[turbedon]

You sure about that? [So. Amused. Going to keep doing the injured puppy 'voice' for good effect.]

[flatteries]

Of course..! I-- I mean, do you truly view me as the sort of man to accuse someone for no reason at all?

[ Even though you would totally do that in the middle of a flustered fit, Inigo.. ]

[turbedon]

You just did. [Amping up the sad brain waves there, just for extra kick.]