"-...Ehya, ti swa netsigernti, ot ays eht stlae. Oehp ot ese oyu noso, Leah... sims oyu, eb fesa."
Done with my third call for the day... even though it really doesn't amount to anything. This amulet still doesn't work like I hope it would, despite all I have been trying to do to improve on it. Maybe I should get someone who's better with this kind of particular technology, but I don't want to bother them, there's way too much everyone needs to do right now.
The officers got into a fair bit of trouble in the last rift that was closed, and frankly they woke something BIG, big enough to shake the sub from all the way out there. Not like we had things going much better, what with our ship getting a pretty bad hole in it and causing a good amount of the cargo we were supposed to deliver to get lost. Were it not for folks like Snik Snak and all those metal tables he just poofed into existence and the others pitching in to move them over, I don't think Royce and I would've had enough materials to even weld it shut.
At the very least, everyone among the crew is safe but... Oh we messed up so bad. Two of the major lands are now mad at one another for the missing cargo, blaming each other. I'm... I'm wondering if what we're doing is going to be of any help if we cause new problems in the process? We all need to do better, it seems... Though first I should focus on the ship's repairs, considering the damage.
Liminal is a strange world, Leah. I hope things in Atlas aren't as chaotic for you as they are for me here.