Just realized I never fully introduced myself on here, my name is Pale Moon!!
I am one of the original passengers from when the Lost Light first launched :D
[[ The halls are quite and dim as the lights flicker above. Skips continues forward as if in a daze. Her head's tilted down towards a small computer screen connected to her ear piece by a small wire. the Screen displays 3 different radio waves. ]]
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[Pale Moon was tired, they hate working Sunday shifts but the pay is good and no one else really wants to work them. Although the new trainees did seem promising.
Either way they had finished the repairs and replacements needed for the day and was just remapping the area.
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They continue to crawl thinking there might be a sharp left or right ahead that they can’t see, but before they can reach the end, they fall through not having a chance to grab at anything.]
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Course I had to be sick when I’m off work [sniffle] but soup helped
Now my vocalizer doesn’t completely feel like it’s bein’ thrown into a trash compactor