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[there's a soft clearing of the throat, and then a stretch of uncomfortable silence. When Colette finally speaks, her voice is soft but steady. She's making a focused effort to not sound calm, but at least sound together. All of this was a sobering and personal reminder-- how terrible Paradisa could be. She really doesn't want to be talking on the journal at all, but people should know...]
Excuse me, but I... [no, that's the wrong way to start. She sighs slightly, and then starts again]
Zelos Wilder died yesterday. Another man has also died, although I don't know his name. He had very short light hair, wore a modern Earth suit, and was very skilled with a gun.
To their friends, I -- [an awkward pause, and then a soft apology] I'm sorry. Everything is really dangerous right now, so please... everyone please try to stay safe.
Excuse me, but I... [no, that's the wrong way to start. She sighs slightly, and then starts again]
Zelos Wilder died yesterday. Another man has also died, although I don't know his name. He had very short light hair, wore a modern Earth suit, and was very skilled with a gun.
To their friends, I -- [an awkward pause, and then a soft apology] I'm sorry. Everything is really dangerous right now, so please... everyone please try to stay safe.