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[huntergames]

[ The feed opens to the living room of Casa Ludgate-Graham with the communicator set upon a coffee table and Sasha seated on the floor in front of it. Before her is a plate that's been cleared of her dinner and beside that a glass that looks to be emptied, too. There's a tall bottle of some kind of drink that can be seen just at the edge of the feed, that only appears in view for a quick moment as one of the raccoons picks it up and carries it off to put it back where it belongs. Another raccoon waddles over to one Will Graham, laying on the couch just behind Sasha, asleep, and it takes a hold of the empty glass on the floor before making off with it to put it in the sink.

They're such a helpful bunch, these fuzzy guys. ]

Hello! This is um, Sasha.

[ Sasha doesn't hold her gaze long; it's always intimidating to address the network at large rather than one or two people. However, she appears more contemplative than apprehensive. ]

Summer is already over. It feels like it went by very fast, didn't it? Um, because of that, I have a question to ask the network if it is alright.

[ It's been nagging at her for a long time, but up until this month she thought she would have figured it all out. ]

Since a lot of us have been here a while and it might be ah, longer... how do you plan for that? [ She glances into the camera again, this time her expression sheepish. ] Is there a way to do that?

[ And then from behind, a couple of raccoons return with a light blanket in their paws, heading toward the couch and tossing it over Will's form. ]

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[aggressiveapathy]

Mm-hm. Mr. Roboto himself.

I'm heading up his political...stuff.

[huntergames]

[ She pauses. ]

Are you a politician, April?

[aggressiveapathy]

Yeah. I am the Man.

[huntergames]

... really?

[ The politician part, not The Man part. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

Callin' me a liar, child?

[huntergames]

N-no!

[aggressiveapathy]

It's...Mitch and I go back. So. We watch each other's backs, okay?

But Jeff's cool, too.

[huntergames]

Jeff is very nice. Everyone in the house is... Rincewind, too. They are all cool people.

[ Except Luggage. Fuck that thing. ]

[aggressiveapathy]

Mm. But if you don't like the work, don't do it.

[huntergames]

I don't mind it.

[ It's not what she thought she would ever be doing, but Sasha only wanted simple things from life, like living off the fat of the land or making to twenty, which she will by next year here.

All this freedom is daunting sometimes. ]