“Hello, Ms Banks,” Zazie gives a small but friendly wave. He's changed, perhaps for the first time in his life, out of mining attire and into something he must have bought with his new earnings; a simple black jacket with built-in activated heating for those cold moonwalks, and a pair of sturdy

What do you mean by that?

It's still only been a few days since he left the mine for the flats, but so far Zazie finds himself surprised by the lack of space more than anything. When you live outside the dome, life inside exists only as something to strive for or to dream about. The reality was a lot more cramped.

@swordsandstones.bsky.social You two used to—? Actually I don't wanna know.

sneezes cutely

What are we some kind of moon squad?

I'm scared of no money.

No, I want money.

Sure! Like what?

Can it what?

Get a ROOM

I can do math!

🧍🏾

Say he locked himself in. I bet you could tear that door apart with some of the old mining equipment outside. Kitty's right, it's got nothing to do with us. Except now we wanna be extra cautious, since our guy is carrying ( looking between them ) and we're not? Neither of you?

( the bullet didn't hit him directly, so they're spared any gore. instead he died of sudden violent asphyxiation, a worse way to go, but a lot easier to look at. ) He's uh. He's dead.

The guy who killed him might want to kill us.

Bullet hole. But no gun. Any wild theories or did someone just shoot this guy? @swordsandstones.bsky.social

This was unlike any mine Zazie had ever seen before. The crater was big enough, with a radius of approximately 500ft, littered all the way around with mineshafts and ramshackle structures; former residences long since abandoned and a few equally failed businesses. You know things are bad when you

Yeah, it somehow manages to get old before you've even arrived. Well don't worry, it's even worse up close.

So if we find these guys...?

There she is alright...

Remember to keep your helmet SEALED at all times. I knew this guy once, at the mine, first day, he uh, he got an itch on his nose and he just- without even thinking just took off his helmet to scratch it. And he died.

@universejumping.bsky.social Hi, are you spying on us?

I'm not gonna hit a girl. You're a girl, you hit her.

I don't think I have to do that just because you say to.

city drinks... WAY better than crater moonshine.

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ they say you saved the big man. ㅤ ㅤ