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[ Taking a minute to flip back and roughly scan over this first before responding. ]

She really went all out with this. Hey, this'll cover most of what I need to know about the place. Thanks.

No shit... it's pretty fuckin' huge. On the plus side, I think I have some more useful questions to follow up on next.

Remember to keep me up on anything you find. This shit's got to be a two way street if any of us is getting out of here.

Nothing wrong with that. At least this lets us know what gaps need to be filled in still.

[ A small "heh" at the second part there. ]

Of course. I'll pay you back with whatever I find out.

Oh, I almost forgot... if you share the info remember to keep it under a filter away from the First Gen assholes and their allies.

First Gen assholes?

[ Glancing back at the page he's bookmarked, ah yeah looks like there's a section on them. Looks like he'll need to be reading up on that. ]

Got it.

[When he answers, Delta sounds a little surprised to hear from Church. Still, the question is welcome.]

He is improving. How may I be of assistance?

Hey, what do you know about those "Iron Suit" assholes.
Any idea how they power their shit in the Dead Zone?

I do. We know there are at least two individuals, one who is likely female and has painted her armor pink. I believe a total of four suits were reported missing.

Items in the Dead Zone are known to be powered by crystals that produce a usable form of energy. Larger crystals produce a greater amount of energy, although it is necessary to recharge them from time to time in a manner we have not yet determined. Smaller crystals can be used in a simple circuit to amplify their power; it is one such circuit acting as a backup in York's armor which ensures I will not be permanently deleted if I should accidentally find myself in the Dead Zone.

York mentioned the crystals... but he said they couldn't power anything big. But they obviously have crystals much more powerful, or something else entirely.

So... one way or another, there is a way I can keep my body running in the Dead Zone.

Oh... and don't assume that pink armor means it's a chick. It could just be a guy with a thing for "lightish red". And interior design.

That is correct. We have seen much larger crystals, but none are currently in the possession of any castle residents. Their source is unknown, but theorized to be a central "mother" crystal located somewhere in this world.

Yes. It is notable, however, that the small crystals one may acquire in the castle have the approximate power of two double-A batteries. You would do well to determine the power drain on your body before attempting to run it on a single crystal.

[He pauses.] That is true. However, this individual has also been identified as using a feminine voice.

Good point... guess I'll have to figure that out somehow.

Is that chick from the well still around do you think? She might know where it is, and if not her then one of the Iron Suit guys might.

heh, I'm guessing that Doughnut hasn't shown up here... if you ever heard that guy scream...

[and Tex had her voice changer, until it shorted out anyway.]

To the best of my knowledge, Flora is still present at Mineas Well. That destination is within the Dead Zone, however, so you may be better served by writing her a letter and asking one you trust to deliver it. She has been kind in the past.

I believe he has, but I do not recall his scream. [Girly, huh?]

Yeah, that's going to be the hard part. Shit, well I can worry about it later. Figure out the power thing first.

Hey, if York is doing better you might want to keep him away from the castle and a calendar for another week or so. Probably the journal too.
Wouldn't want a relapse.

Perhaps we could carry it, if you will write the letter. Mineas Well is a place of great beauty. [Beauty can break your heart when you're depressed, but it may very well help.]

Yes. It is likely to cause interference on Valentines' Day. Should you wish to avoid its influence, you are more than welcome to join us or take refuge in the hangar.

I was going to ask if York could use a resupply.

I could use the excuse to get away from the castle. Maybe work on that letter.

[he has his own sorrows to avoid, and a castle full of love sick assholes is the last thing he needs.]

That would be an excellent idea. I am afraid he has finished the food you brought to him. [Which is actually a good sign. Appetite returning means York is getting better, even if he doesn't want to admit it to himself.]

I would be glad to update our position coordinates when you are ready do to so, and I thank you again for your previous visits.

Meh, I'm just taking advantage of the excuses to get out of the castle. You don't have to thank me.

Is there a mongoose or something I could use?
I love a good long march as much as the next guy, but it would make it easier to haul the shit out there.

[Aww, is Church embarrassed by the thanks? Delta thinks Church might be embarrassed by the thanks.]

Yes. There is a Mongoose in the hangar. Are you familiar with its location and entry codes?

[He's totally embarrassed, mostly because Delta keeps thanking him and he's not used to being thanked for anything. And the fact that he's embarrassed just pisses him off. He just thinks of this as the kind of thing you do for a teammate, nothing special. Definitely nothing "friendly", it's totally selfish.]

I know the location, but not the codes.

[Of course Delta sends the most recent access codes, along with his present location coordinates.]

Please remember to check the fuel levels and refill it upon your return.

[sigh]

I'll even leave a "thank you" note so no one worries that it was stolen.

That would be appreciated. I believe York will appreciate the company as well. We will look forward to your visit.

I have a few things to wrap up here... I'll radio on my way out.

I will look forward to it. Thank you, Church.

[There he goes thanking people again.]

No ... where did you find all this?

I was asking this guy about the outposts and he gave it to me. He seemed surprised I hadn't seen it.

I've copied it into my journal... he said we just had to keep it away from the first gen assholes and their buddies.

I'm starting to think this place needs some way to make sure people actually get this kind of info.

What, are you appointing yourself grand messenger of this place?

What... fuck no, I don't want to have to do it.

The fewer assholes I have to deal with the better.

Oh, what, so I'm an asshole? [She's just egging him on a bit.]

No, you're a rotten bitch.

[Can you hear the eye-roll?]

That's much worse...

Ch'yeah, you better believe it!

Yeah...

...so I'm thinking I need to find someone who actually is interested in doing the job.

I suggested it to a couple of people who seem like the "social butterfly" type... we'll see what happens.

In the meantime, I figured I'd share with a couple of people.

[Seriously, this is the kind of shit that the Freelancers should have shared with each other. At the very least, York must have known about this.]

[Yeah, and York probably did at some point, and South probably forgot.]

Well, I'm not. Something like that sounds boring.

Don't worry... you're not on my list of people to ask.

Rotten bitches need not apply.

[Yeah well, none of them told him shit except "there's your journal, you're stuck here"... and the wish pizza thing. Which, if he could eat, might have been useful.]

So why are you even telling me? I mean, thanks for the page number and all that, but do you expect me to know people who would be interested?

I don't know... I was just thinking out loud.

Is that some kind of fuckin' crime here?

[plus, if anyone was going to tell him all the ways it was a shit idea, it would be her. He doesn't have Tucker or Tex here to do it.]

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Colonnello

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Church; sorry this is late!

Delta; no worries. :)

Church

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