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[radars]

This fog is really quite pervasive, isn't it? Seems as though it's been here forever. In your lungs every time you breathe. Hulking and lingering and always there, even if you don't think about it. Off there in the distance, worrying everyone, as it's where we've come from, and that makes it quite important. I'm fairly sure its name is Salvation. Isn't that interesting? I wonder what it's Salvation from.

Speaking of, we could probably use some salvation from the fog. How long has it been here? I've forgotten. It's very hard to hold onto details in the fog, and it's very hard to hold onto sights. It's like all the buildings have grown farther apart.

Where is everyone? Have you noticed there's an awful lot of fog?

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[shifter]

[Raven's been listening to this the whole time, not really aware he was broadcasting the message until about halfway through the ramble, but she's not about to stop him. Nope! She's enjoying his rambling too much. And she's not sure why she finds it so interesting, but she can't shake the smile that's plastered across her face. So no, she'll just stay right there laying on her cot, sideways, head tipped over the side so that the world is in reverse. Which she also finds terribly interesting.]

The fog is fine, Charles, it's just the weather. Just the weather being the weather.

[most_feared]

This isn't Salvation.

...Is that the name of the ship?

[Damn he is happy to have English back.]

A few days. It's ebbing up now.