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[bonescientist]

To whom it may concern, it appears that the residents of Apartment 4, Building 10 have left the City. To the best of my knowledge, this includes Miss Burkle and her friend Mister Lorne - I believe they shared the apartment with another roommate, a female? I cannot be absolutely certain of this as I never met her, nor do I recall her name. But there

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[backseatangel]

Inara.

[bonescientist]

The third roommate? I suspect she has been sent back to her own realm, as well. It appeared as if though they'd all just up and disappeared.

[backseatangel]

Yes, Inara was the third roommate. Her portrait is in the hall. Along with the others.

[bonescientist]

At least she has been sent back to where she belongs. Were you good friends with her?

[citadelspirit]

It seems that life here is fleeting.

[bonescientist]

Longevity is subjective everywhere, but I wouldn't really speak of life itself being fleeting here. More like the length of one's visit. Some stay for years, some remain only for a brief period of time.

[citadelspirit]

A logical thinker.

Is it known, how to determine the length of one's residency here?

[bonescientist]

Yes.

Nobody has been able to find a reliable way to ascertain that as of yet, unfortunately. These appearances and disappearances appear to take place entirely at random.

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[bonescientist]

It's fine, I can come over. I'm not busy... well, not busy anymore. Would in about an hour be alright?

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[bonescientist]

No problem. I'll see you in an hour, then.

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[bonescientist]

He is.

[bonescientist]

Yes, I agree that would probably be a more appropriate thing to say in situations like these. While the ones left behind here may feel unhappy about these departures, it's often ultimately for the better. I wouldn't really consciously wish the City upon anyone.

[bonescientist]

Along with Ms. Burkle and their third roommate I've been informed is named Inara, apparently.

I think you and I both know that's a commodity too precious to be allowed in this place that runs on misery.

[bonescientist]

The world is unjust enough on good days. There do not seem to be many good days, here.

She should be used to the unpredictability. We all should.