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[dreamermoa]

Hi, everyone. I heard that there were...like....space-gangsters or something on Sharef. So...I hope everyone is okay. [She looks a little uncomfortable. She does honestly hope everyone is okay, but she wants to talk about something else, too. But is it appropriate to talk about it, when people might not be okay? She'll just have to forge onward with it. :|b ]

I was kind of hoping someone could give me advice. When we got here, we were told something about getting a job? And - I don't mind working! I'd like to work! But...I don't have any experience, or any skills. I don't really know what I could do.

[The worry is clear on her face.] We were told that we had two months to find something to do, and it's already been a month already. I have to find a job.

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Nibelheim?

There's no There wasn't a schoolhouse there. There wasn't much of anything.

[ And now there's nothing - but he can't say it's that much of a loss. Not the town, itself, anyway. ...But "dirt poor" definitely would've been an apt descriptor for the place. ]

I didn't think it was that big a deal.

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[dreamermoa]

[Sounds like Orokos, right down to the "now there's nothing" (or something totally different, at least).]

Orokos had schoolhouses, just...not for people like me. [Long awkward pause. Awwwwwwkkkkwaaarrrrd. But then she looks back at the camera and smiles tentatively.]

But...maybe you're right, and it's not a big deal? If both of us have never been.