MME01 (May 1, 2022)

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MME01

Summary of Receipt

Manager 4, Manager 5 and Manager 6, along with most of the Palm Beach employees and also 17, prepare to leave for the Infernus, both to pay back Miss. Evakui (Raum) and to find Jethro and Lazarus Langley, and possibly help them escape back to the Necropolis.

Transcript

[BRANCH] PALM BEACH
[SERVER] MANAGER NO. 5
[DATE] 5/1/22
[INDEX ID] MME01
[SECURITY] DINER
Right, looks like we’ve got some grade-A nickin’ to get done, choice? Should be easy enough, though, I reckon. To ensure everyone is still on the same page here, No. 4 owes a debt to Miss. Evakui, a notorious Corpse Reviver consumer. His new arm cam at the price of a shiny trinket of the currently incapacitated distributor of Hot Chocolate and former Cafe owner, Mr. Muldra Yonomo. He’s right golden in our books, so it should be no more complicated than grabbing and going.

However, there is another wrinkle in this trip up north—the Langleys and their precious stones. As we learnt from Parthenia and Damaris Langley, it would seem Jethro and Lazarus Langley once indulged in Corpse Revivers but have since been converted to the ways of Hot Chocolate. Good on them for quittin’, but it’s a right hard thing to give up. So, seeing as we need to find those two anyway, we might as well do it while we’re already there, yeah?

Not only do we need to find them and retrieve their piece of this puzzle we’ve been putting together—it’s been requested that we try and leave them a lockpick of sorts to find their way back to sippin’ Lillet Blanc. Not… sure… how… but if the Cafe is anything, we at least give it our all. And on the plus side, I’ve been to the big ol’ Mausoleum of Hot Chocolate before, so I am at least familiar with the layout. And, assuming no one has moved him, Yonomo should be right where me and No. 2 left him. Still, I can’t do this alone. Usual crew will be with me and our “newest” hire, the old man, 17. While we’re gone, No. 422 is in charge of our store. Shouldn’t take us long, though; we’re like cats to cream, choice?