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[implying]

Do you know, I've been here for a year now. Oh, how the time flies, or whatever other cliches you might like! But then with all of this time flying, I'll get straight to business and stop wasting it.

I'd like to suggest a celebration. I personally will be celebrating a year here, but I'm certain we can find a good handful of other causes, if you're in need of one to allow yourself a little food, drink, and dancing!

Ah, let's see… we might celebrate that the Initiative has finally come to its senses and realized the value of a therapeutic trip to the beach. Yes? Lovely, that one. I'm sorry to any of our new arrivals who've missed it! Or if you're not a fan, for some reason, of sun, water, and half-naked people, then maybe we might celebrate a favorite holiday from home. Calendars between here and our collective homes hardly match up, so it shouldn't be any trouble at all if it isn't the right time of year for it. Or if you're of a grimmer persuasion, perhaps we might simply celebrate the fact that, despite the United Earth's occasional brutal efforts, most of us are still alive.

So then. What do you think? Shall it have a theme? I've already done a masquerade in Versailles, it would be unsightly to do a repeat performance. I don't suppose there are any suggestions? Food requests may be delivered to Adrasteius, who I'm quite certain won't mind at all managing the banquet again. He's very agreeable like that.

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[implying]

Why, so am I, as it turns out. But nonetheless, the tip is appreciated!

[5055034455]

Always happy to help. Congrats on the anniversary, by the way. I wouldn't have expected anyone to be so happy about it, though.

[implying]

Truly? You can't imagine a world so boring that Exsilium seems the happier of two options? I suppose I must call you fortunate for your lack of imagination.

[5055034455]

A world so boring that a war zone seems the happier option... hm. No, can't say my imagination is expansive enough for that. Is your world "boring"?

[implying]

Dreadfully dull. The world I was last in — a sort of hub to many, many other worlds — was far more interesting. I'd more like to be there, but Exsilium isn't such a poor second.

[5055034455]

Which world was that?

[implying]

Cittágazze. I won't be hurt if you've never heard of it, only one other person in Exsilium had.

[5055034455]

Nope. Was it on Earth, or...?

[implying]

You know, I'm not quite certain. I never heard any of the natives say the name of the planet.

[5055034455]

Huh. Did it strike you as Earth-like? If that's where you're from.

[implying]

It isn't where I'm from, in fact. But ah... mm, I did spy a Cola or two. That's an Earth drink, isn't it?

[5055034455]

It is. What else did you notice? What about the inhabitants?

[implying]

Ah... all disappeared, possibly dead, and the city was infested by soul-eating Spectres. Not very Earth-like, as I've come to understand it, but one never quite knows.

[5055034455]

...oh.

[Well, then.]

What's a Spectre?

[implying]

I couldn't really say! I never saw one, nor had my soul eaten by one, lucky man that I am.

I usually haven't just told people about these things when I extend the offer of a visit, once the Initiative has their war straigthened out, but the offer is there if you're willing. It's really a lovely place!

[5055034455]

I'll pass, but thanks for the invite. The only place I'm interested in going is back home to my regular, un-destroyed Earth.

[implying]

Fair enough, I suppose. You miss it?

[5055034455]

Do I miss things like sunshine and grass and food that didn't come from God knows when and where? Nah.

[Please don't be someone who can't understand sarcasm, Vanadi.]

[implying]

Why, my dear, if you disapprove of the food here, you need only have said so!