IC Inbox - Asgard Eventide

[samantha_grey]

An old, brick edifice stands in front of the burnt-down ruins of a home in the hillside. Mountains rear up in all directions, covered in lush, green vegetation. Nobody comes this way anymore, but you have the sense that anything placed in the mailbox attached to this old structure will be found by someone, the only living person for whom this place still has any meaning.

OOC: Feel free to comment here if your character wishes to get in touch with Samantha Grey directly. Let us keep any such material to PG-13 or less. If you're interested in something that should be matured tagged, contact me via PM and we can discuss it.

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[fishdouche]

[Eridan? Not listen to something that he didn't find immediately relevant and might have repercussions that he didn't like? No, surely she has him confused for another stuck up narcissistic fish troll with an attitude problem.

But there's just... this face for awhile, staring down at his screen. What--did she just--...

What the GLUB?! No one told him THAT!

(Yes, they had.)

He starts message after message, erasing them frantically when they don't come out just right. Tact was never his strong suit.]