[Locked to Prefect]

Something happened during the recent body swap flood. You ought to know about it.

[At this point he'll have to accept that his ability to make certain moral compromises has been effectively castrated. Because no. Prefect needs to know as soon as possible.]

Spam, for the Marquis

[It takes him a while after the flood to sort things out. But the answer, any way he shakes it, is the same. He's got a duty and he's not going to be easy in himself till it's done.

It feels like he's got a block of lead in his stomach as he knocks at the Marquis' door.]

Public - forward dated to Thursday

[Stildyne spent some time collecting a filter of important people; it got ridiculously large and he was still worried that someone was left out. So have a public post.]

I haven't got a pithy way to say this, but I've given in my notice to the Admiral. I'm heading back to Jurisdiction. I'll likely be back; you can't get a miracle just anywhere, and I'm likely to need one or two in the coming years. But I'm not fit for duty any longer, and I can't put off what needs to be done.

I'm staying on till Sunday. There's things that need to happen. We need a new Warden to help Connor out in the gym, at least one. And the Zero guard rotas will need to be updated.

Also I can't take most of my belongings home with me, so if anyone wants some tapes of an adult nature, or an art-book likewise, stop by the room, would you?