PUBLIC CHANNEL - D158

[atouts]

[ And now for something unrelated to Pokemon, faeries, and even Greysol, delivered in his more or less constant deadpan, as if this news, in particular, is somehow as exciting as watching paint dry. ]

If you are a carnival worker who has been given an extra job under the Acquisitioner, I would highly suggest answering this as soon as you possibly can. Failing that, I will come find you.

[ Definitely not a threat... right? It doesn't sound like one, honestly, but considering he can show up anywhere that has enough shadows in it, well... ]

For the rest of you, and assuming there are some who are new among you, this is John Childermass. I've been promoted from magician to a supervisory role. If you are in need of something being collected for you that the carnival is currently unable to provide, submit a request through your supervisor.

If you are lacking in one, we can work something else out. [ And here, there's a pause. A very, very short one, but one nonetheless. ] Assuming, of course, that you aren't a blatant troublemaker or asking for anything ridiculous.

[ That's all, folks. You are now free to continue on with your day. ]

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[anti_nonsense]

Yeah? Well... that's good, I guess. [If the pooch is happier in his new place, and Rita's happier without him, it's a win-win for both of them, probably.]

[She sighs after a moment.] Guess this means I might get a new roommate soon... Hope they aren't so obnoxious that I start missing the dog.

[And... all things considered, despite being a bit of a creepy old man, Childermass wasn't too bad to have around. They didn't butt heads much, anyway. It'll be annoying if his replacement ends up being someone who seriously clashes with her personality.]

[atouts]

[ It's okay, Rita. He thought you a decent enough roommate as well. ]

I wish you luck with that, Ms. Mordio. I don't think anyone too obnoxious would survive all that long. [ On account of all the fire. ] Though don't be too much of a stranger. I'm still willing to help you out with your wings even with my promotion.

[anti_nonsense]

I-It's not like I need help with flying, though.

[Says the girl who's had wings for a few weeks now and still... isn't flying.]

[atouts]

[ Right, sure, of course not, though he doesn't allow any sarcasm or doubt towards her statement creep into his words. That wouldn't help anyone. ]

Ah, of course. As you say, then. Though if you ever care for a few additional pointers, I won't be hard to find.