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[The journal flicks on to the sound of sloshing water; there's a sudden splash, a loud curse, and after a moment of quiet, it's lifted to reveal a disgruntled man some might find familiar.]
...This is Luceti, isn't it?
...This is Luceti, isn't it?
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...and your lunaglyph?
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[Hopefully not too desperate, there. He's worried, though he isn't sure why, yet.]
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