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Slipping Gears

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Uggghh, swamps -- I hate this, it's so gross --

Gross and grody and covering everyone in layers of mud and slime and pondweed and -- uggh. Lid was disgusted by the whole expedition. What could be worth slogging around a reeking swamp for --

An acrid tang drifted by and Lid stopped dead with a squawk. That was --


Mired again! Gunked up in every single vent! Floundering over, Lid shut her pet down, a grey haze filling the air. Come on already --

This time it took her and Fina and Jake to muck out the gunk, and that before repairs.