[forty] This so isn't going to work.

[goodgrasshopper]

I try this every time this static stuff happens, but no luck so far. Any little Carpenters out there?

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[goodgrasshopper]

I've been a lot worse. I'm okay, Butters. How are you?

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

I'm okay. Thanks to you.

How is this working? Is it like Bob with Harry?

[goodgrasshopper]

Any time.

I'm not really sure how it works. The communication system here goes haywire, and suddenly we can talk to people who aren't here. I'm not complaining.

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

Where are you? I couldn't find you after I got out of the hospital.

[goodgrasshopper]

I'm... someplace else. I know. Really specific. It's kind of hard to explain, though.

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

Molly, are you really okay?

Do you need a rescue charge or anything?

[goodgrasshopper]

You are about ten kinds of sweet Butters, but no, I'm okay. No rescues required. I mean--I am on a prison ship, but not as an inmate.

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

A prison ship? Molly, what are you doing there?

[goodgrasshopper]

It's... kind of a place for rehab. I'm working with a guy that thinks that power is the most important thing, not what you do with it. I'm trying to help him understand that there are more important things. It's rough going.

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

How long have you been there?

[goodgrasshopper]

This time? A couple of months. Since just after the mess with the Corpsetaker.

[polkaneverdies.livejournal.com]

You were there before?

[goodgrasshopper]

Yeah. Before things went to hell back home. Chances are I'll be back before you know it. Time doesn't seem to progress like normal here.