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Ratchetr! Did you knoww that you can seend missives on this thing?

[intherigging]

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[peridork]

What

voice message

[stompadour]

Peridot. [Jasper's voice sounds gruff and impatient – so, basically usual.] This is Jasper. I've been informed you've spent some time here already. I'm going to need you to tell me everything you know about this vessel.

another voice message, a little while afterwards

[stompadour]

[She clearly isn't getting back to her quickly enough – Jasper's gone from impatient to irritated.] I need a response as quickly as possible, Peridot. I want to know your status, as well, and anything you can tell me about how the mission proceeded after the Crystal Gems sabotaged the ship.

[imaginary_wife]

[Meh Yewll is sort of not great about gently entering a situation.]

I could use your help once this scrap-heap is fixed.

[peridork]

...Do I know you?

[She's not saying no, but. Best to get that question out of the way first. She ain't doing Jack unless she knows who's asking.]

12/18

[hownkai]

A copy of The Komarr Report, a strategy/military memoir written by Miles Vorkosigan's father, will be placed in your mailbox.

01/01

[neveroutwrenched]

peridot. why is some kid from earth telling me about how youre trying to destroy his planet and jasper hit him in the face

[peridork]

[Aw fuck.]

Please clarify.

hey nerd

[neveroutwrenched]

lets talk

[peridork]

Yes. Submit your inquiries. I will do my best to answer them.

1/18

[hohnkai]

A copy of Swords and Shield, a trashy romance series written by Varric Tethras, will be placed inside your mailbox.

[TEXT]

[tigermillionaire]

hey peridot do you want to join my band???

1/2

[peridork]

Band of what?

2/2

[peridork]

Actually you know what that doesn't even matter, because the answer is the same regardless: No.

[imaginary_wife]

Hello gorgeous. How are you at adapting computer code?

[peridork]

[Heheheh. Gorgeous.]

It's not my specific area of expertise, but I do know a thing or two...

[There is so much false modesty in her tone it's incredible.]

Why, what do you have?

[heartscold]

So I hear you're good at making weapons.

[peridork]

Provided that I can get the correct materials, yes. What did you have in mind?

[vengeance_driven]

So. I was wondering if I might request something of you. I am in need of a very special type of weapon.

[peridork]

Special.

Alright. What did you have in mind, exactly?

4/14, text

[quixotically]

Hi, my name's Elle, and I was hoping to talk to you about getting some ammo. I'm pretty sure the Ingress decided to flip me off, because it took two of my guns, leaving me with just one, which would be fine, but... It took the ammo for the gun I have left. And it left me with the ammo for the guns it took.

Anyway. With the whole murder in my room thing, it made me realize I can't really defend myself all that great this way. I need 12 gauge shotgun ammunition. I know how to make it myself, so if you're too busy, then I could make it myself if I had access to your tools? But I have the recipe for the ammo, too, if you'd rather me stay out of your hair. I'm willing to trade for the service or for the tools, either way.

[peridork]

I could probably find the time in my busy schedule to do that... but if you'd rather just do it yourself, I suppose I can allow you the use of my equipment.

[t65]

Hello? Miss Peridot? This is Luke Skywalker, it's nice to meet you!

[peridork]

Uh... nice to meet you too...?

[She's not used to such... peppiness? Save from the likes of Steven. She almost forgets how to react for a second]

Wwwwwhat can I do for you, Skywalker?

[imaginary_wife]

I have an idea.

But I'm going to need your help.

[She generally needs Peridot's help on a lot of stuff right now.]

[peridork]

Whatever it is, count me in.

[She's that done with everything on this ship, as of late. That she's willing to commit to a plan without even hearing what it is first.]

video

[sparkwhisperer]

Peridot. [Tarn's voice is unnaturally smooth as he peers through his MID.]


How do you feel about the possibility of a collaboration on a new project?

[peridork]

[Well hello there, sketchy McSketcherson.

Peridot's eyebrows go right up, her expression guarded. Tarn hasn't really done anything to wrong her personally, but she's heard enough from the other Cybertronians so feel fairly justified in her mistrust.]

Well I can't exactly tell you how I feel without knowing what the project in question is.