crystal

[favoriteanalyst]

FORM: Crystal
SENDER: Mobius
RECIPIENT: All y'all
NOTES: maybe talk of the granitefelling but like not in the body of the post so

So. [Hi, Riftwatch. How does one do one of these? Is it possible to do it well?] Think it's pretty safe to assume Jude's not on some long-term secret mission, unless a division head wants to speak up.

[There's a moment of silence, though if it's simply out of respect or for trying to figure out what to even say, that's up in the air.]

There's some recipes. So we won't be screwing up his pancakes anymore, among a few other things.

I pity whoever gets that room after, though; the wolf hair's gonna be lingering on everything.

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[pathlit]

Abby, did de Fonce approach you about vandalizing her sheet?

[heirring]

[Her scoff is loud enough that it's amazing it takes a crystal to hear rather than just naturally reverberating through the Gallows.]

[heirring]

I'm pleased to hear some of his recipes have been preserved. Perhaps they could be passed to the kitchens proper so they could incorporate pancakes into the ordinary rotation.

private forever

[armd]

No, but she did let me know you filed some kind of suit against me. Is that what this is about?

I didn't touch her stupid sheet.

[pathlit]

[ A moment-- just a quiet melodramatic moment as he drags his palms down his face. ]

That's not what happened. I spoke to the individual responsible. They were supposed to clear the air.

[armd]

(Oh.)

Okay. They didn't. (But she is glad to have confirmation that Jayce isn't off secretly filing suits against her, that does make her feel better.)

[sprent]

We're sure it wasn't related to that...?

[laruetheday]

You all need to back the fuck off.

[heirring]

Perhaps Miss Anderson should pick other avenues for voicing her dissatisfaction with Research's work if she isn't prepared to receive immediate feedback from her peers.

[heorte]

[ exceptionally rare crystal appearance to caution— ]

Mind your approach.

[heorte]

Wysteria.

[heirring]

Mister Ellis.

[heorte]

Leave them be.

[laruetheday]

You accused her of sabotaging your study. She's allowed to defend herself.

[laruetheday]

Why should I?

[heorte]

Are you hoping to escalate this argument or diffuse it?

[heirring]

And she has accused our work as being flagrantly irresponsible without understanding it. Are Viktor and I not allowed to defend ourselves?

[laruetheday]

Neither. I'm here to back up my friend.

[heirring]

I will leave it be when they leave it be.

[favoriteanalyst]

Okay, kids, I think we can all learn to play nice with each other.

[favoriteanalyst]

Absolutely they will. After last time--

Well. Yeah. We'll need copies made and to make sure the kitchen staff can get it done right. The way he does. Did.

[grindset]

No, that's not— I-I have no quarrel with Abby, I was simply addressing her concerns—

[heirring]

Well I for one am not content to have her suggest to one of our study's participants that we might happily amputate his limbs given the slightest provocation.

[heirring]

I am not a child.

[she said, childishly.]

[favoriteanalyst]

Coulda fooled me the way you're carrying on, serah.