cotejardin: Balthier looking to the left, and an imperial soldier in armor on the right (weapon)
2017-03-09 07:20 pm

Chat transcript: Leadingman to ID#123636

I don't know where you are, but if you see this, could you find somewhere quiet to lie low a while and talk to me?
cotejardin: A sketch of Balthier with a dark background behind him (somber)
2017-03-07 08:58 pm

I believe I was supposed to post something here -

The room's lovely. Either someone was very clever, or someone was informed we were managing better sleep as a group.

And ... uh - I found the box.

I'm just a little - wasn't it a risk to grab anything from my room before you went to Nalbina?

And - erm - I believe someone said that once I'd freshened up a little, I was to post something here, so the medical team here could visit. So - posting something. Hello, medical team?
cotejardin: An angular Balthiar sketched with minimal coloring on his face (Default)
2017-03-06 08:34 pm

Letter to Aide de camp of Judge Magister Gabranth [intercepted]

Dear friend,

It's been ages since I danced with you at that ball. I'm glad that this plume for your cotillion did well for you, or at least I hope it is well, since you've soared up in the ranks. I have a request of your time. I would like this letter to get to Judge Magister Gabranth, concerning Lord Larsa and my father, Dr. Cidolfus Demen Bunansa. Feel free to read as much of it as you care to, but I think you can understand my hopes for discretion, and for you, out of remembrance of your escort to a dance, let me take up some of his time.

Judge Magister Drace may be equally concerned, but I suspect she will find the details of this letter to be vague. Still, she may be willing to endorse its presence on his desk.

May health and happiness stay with you -
Ffamran mied Bunansa

Enclosed within - )
cotejardin: A sketch of Balthier with a dark background behind him (somber)
2017-03-06 12:37 pm

Well, Tim, let's see if this is working.

Considering everything, I'm surprised my WPM isn't worse. We're safe right now. The T group of contacts offered a safe domicile with security measures. I assume this is secure, but it still feels like I need to talk about Mr. M or the like instead of names.

It's storming out, and I'm not getting to sleep soon. Anyone over there awake?