The message somehow ends up showing up in a bottle washed up against the shore actually. Which is a pretty weird way to deliver a message but of course, it's thematic. Naturally, it'll only show up when nobody else is around. When walking along the beach, Prussia will find that bottle right there, waiting for them.
The message Prussia receives is short and simple:
Need you for something. Come see me this evening. You'll know where to go.
- Hal
P.S. Put the note back in the bottle. Throw it back. I'll know if you don't.
And that's it. Of course, if they choose to listen to their message, they'll find a mysterious path in the jungle. They'll find the path as if guided to it, even though it won't be there if they try to show it to someone else later. And at the end of the path, they'll find a small hut, tucked against the jungle backdrop and the two Chiefs standing in front of it. Hal greets them with a flat look and a greeting:
Waylayer.
And then he holds out a small notebook, weather-worn and a little salty. Looks like they've been chosen for one of those roles that were mentioned. Good luck.
[Nebulously after Lief told Prussia about his and Jacopo's harebrained scheme but before they leave to actually do it-]
I'm breaking Laphicet and Jacopo this week.
[Gone is the smart grin, the false camaraderie. If anything, she looks like a soldier for once; her accent is crisper, too, cooler and sharper to match the line of her lips.]
Aa-ah, that's the best. Just what I wanted to hear.
[Fuck u :) :)]
We're on a roll here, so I got another one now that business is out of the way. How many good-guy-slash-hero roles you got? And how many bad guy roles. I mean, you've got Herr-oder-Frau Basket, of course, and my awesome self. That's one hero and one... person who let us know they exist, I guess.
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WEEK THREE
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I'm breaking Laphicet and Jacopo this week.
[Gone is the smart grin, the false camaraderie. If anything, she looks like a soldier for once; her accent is crisper, too, cooler and sharper to match the line of her lips.]
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That was fast.
[ No chatting today, huh... ]
Ya got it, though. Laphicet and Jacopo. One of 'em dies, the other'll be fine.
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[She rests a hand on her hip.] So how many more people have a role like mine? I hate sharing glory.
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[ seems he's willing to share that much. ]
Which people live when their partners bite it is all on your shoulders. The glory's aaaaall yours.
[ :) ]
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[Fuck u :) :)]
We're on a roll here, so I got another one now that business is out of the way. How many good-guy-slash-hero roles you got? And how many bad guy roles. I mean, you've got Herr-oder-Frau Basket, of course, and my awesome self. That's one hero and one... person who let us know they exist, I guess.