Talk:Devil/@comment-24862435-20170121153801/@comment-30700719-20170320122626

"Huh. How did this letter get all the way out here? Whoever sent this must've had to cross about twenty-five kilometres of water to reach the Trieste. But there's not a drop of water on the letter...Eh, I can't sleep with this shonky business. A good flight before bedtime should be good. ICARUS, prep a Rauser. Weapon: Random. Body: Random. Engine: Random." I head to the launch shaft and admire the Rauser. "Ah, the Jaws. Great for taking out boats and fighters alike." I jump into the cockpit and launch into the night sky. I fly around for a bit, doing Immelmanns and loop-de-loops until I spot something out of the corner of my eye. A strange red circle appears on the surface of the water, too small to be seen by day. The scarlet ring glows in the darkness of night, however, and I pitch down toward it. I roll 180 degrees, turning upside-down to get a better look. A small, childlike figure appears from the circle and floats towards the Trieste. "What the-they really got the address wrong, didn't they?"