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[truth_is_cold]

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I'm now staying somewhere else. But if necessary, I can still be reached by the communication system. [If Dylan wants to announce where they're living, he can. But Mr. Paranoid Bastard isn't about to publicly give a location.]

As an aside, does anyone here know how to play chess or any other strategy games that might be available? Are there any musicians from the ship?

[He very desperately needs to learn about the local culture. There must be more than "the Authorities are terrible people and want to render us impotent". Survival situations or not, these people have lived here for a very long time and must have something unique and exclusive to them. They're obviously not barbarians or savages.]

Also, do either of the pilots of the ships that have crashed need assistance?

[Nietzschean style proclamation of friendly interest. He wouldn't offer if he didn't like them.]

Comments

[eternaliyah]

I play chess.

Though I imagine we'd have to make a set, unless you want to just call moves.

[voice]

[buckingauthority]

You still up for teaching me how to play?

[As always there's a hint of teasing in her tone.]

And just what kind of assistance were you offering, Commander?

[Spam]

[hunt4commonwealth]

[Dylan comes in from fetching water from the well and sets the water away in a safe place. Then he goes to his room.

There's a Go board in there. A handmade Go board and two bowls of smooth stone pieces, one full of pale stones, the other dark.

He smiles and calls out:]

Gaheris, I think the Go fairy left me something.

[thecricketer]

I'm a fair hand at chess, I'd like to think.

I'd also like to say my ship is fairing well, but it would be a disgraceful lie.