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[flyguy]

The boss is elbow deep in a particle collider right now. For your safety leave a message and he'll be notified when it's all clear here.

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un: CallingIt

[flyguy]

You make it sound like I’m trafficking organs. But yes, you heard right. The Sound Eaters don’t exactly walk in for physicals and a lollipop. Do you have some?

[cronusian]

I have collected two jars. One from the reset room and one from Paris. I could be willing to provide you with samples from each.

With a stipulation.

[flyguy]

The stipulation had better not be my kidney. If it’s information anything I find out will be shared with the community. But alright, out with it. What do you want?

So sorry for the long delay on this.

[cronusian]

Information is all I need. That and that you not tell anyone you got them from me.

I'll drop them by tomorrow. Just give me a place.

No rush, you're good <3 !

[flyguy]

Easy enough. I'm not in the habit of sharing, altruistic pursuits aside.

[Insert wherever his apartment is]. Type your username at the door and my assistant will let you in.

[cronusian]

I'll be interested to see if you can learn anything more from them. As far as I could discern they are nothing more than dust.

Expect them tomorrow morning.