004 - Mincemeat

[deadly_ned]

Hello, Barge. My name is Ned, and I have a completely arbitrary and unrelated question to ask.

If you had a minute - 60 seconds - with any person currently dead and could talk and interact with them as normal, alive people would...

What would you say or ask them?

I suppose this question goes to the people who are currently...dead....and have alive people back home they're separated from as well.

It's an odd question, I know. But I've been...curious, lately.



Also, would the elf who took my wallet please give it back now? I hope you remember me; I was the piemaker dressed as a Franciscan monk. I hate to treat the network as my own personal Lost Connections newsletter but I really didn't know what other way to get in touch with you.

And if you're not actually an elf, I'm sorry for calling you one.

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[itstopped]

You asked what I know, Ned. That's what I know. I died, I was brought back here, I died again... now I'm here again. I expect someday the Admiral will get bored and I'll go back to being dead. [Seriously: make it happen, Admiral.]

[deadly_ned]

I know. I know I asked what you know. I should have asked how you feel.

[itstopped]

[That gets a funny, skeptical sort of look, an odd little smirk. After a beat, he reaches across his desk and produces a cigarette, which he lights without further acknowledging the implicit question.] Good talk, Warden.

[And then he signs off, because people tend to get uncomfortable when he talks about these things, and he's already in a bad enough mood.]