w4 curfew: ruh-roh raptured to dog heaven

[messy]

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[dropoffs]

[ pulling up her I.R.I.S. unhappily, tapping at the phone-sized keyboard. ] I should have requisitioned flamethrowers. [ those are weapons and you cannot requisition weapons, adrastea. ]

[drymonster]

God, I wish. Maybe just order a bunch of lighters and we can do that hairspray thing again, that worked pretty well.

[cashouts]

We have enough smokers on board that we have a very large supply of lighters, and OmegaMart sells them as well. I think we're not going to want for that.

Perhaps a holster to carry cans of hairspray in.

[ y'all going to have a mix of dropoffs and cashouts in your inboxes tonight while i do tags ]

[drymonster]

Oh, I never considered that they'd sell them there... nice, okay. And I'm totally here for the hairspray holster idea.

[cashouts]

[ apparently that's a thing ]

It's where we originally got our requisitions for some items, since we could send drones in to get items even when we didn't have access ourselves.

I'll put in something for the holsters, though. That'll need to be custom from off-ship.

[drymonster]

[ nods ]

Sounds good, thanks~!

[ those seedy motherfuckers aren't even gonna know what hit 'em. ]

—Oh, hang on, I still need to send you your pics from last night...

[ selects all the nice lightly retouched ones aaaaand sends! ]

There we go!