Dead Air 1

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  "text": "~ start c9479f7c-0c2a-4f58-abd1-660cdbcfe25b\nif is_quest_accepted and are_quest_requirements_met\n\tAzra: *Azra is bent over a workbench strung with salvaged wire, a bowl of something cold pushed to the edge and forgotten. He doesn't look up until your shadow falls across the table.*\n\t\tYou found it.\n\tAzra: *He takes the Answering Machine from your hands and turns it over. A small red light pulses on its face. On. Off. On.*\n\t\tIt shouldn't be doing that. Nothing out there holds a charge this long.\n\t\tAnd yet here it is, keeping a light on for somebody.\n\tAzra: *He catches the word, sets his jaw.*\n\t\tA capacitor. That's all. Old tech was built stubborn.\n\t\tOne message on here. Unplayed. Intact, never heard by a living soul.\n\t\tYou understand what that is? A whole person, a moment, saved in a box in the dirt. That belongs to everyone. It always did.\n\tAzra: *He presses the play control. Nothing answers. The light keeps blinking, indifferent to him.* [#complete_quest]\n\t\tOf course it can't be simple.\n\t- Can you get it playing?\n\t\tAzra: Yes, I think so! I have a few ideas how to get the message playing... [#load_quest=662889d6-d76d-43a3-8b9e-a292a91e8d52]\nelif is_quest_accepted\n\tAzra: The reading came off an old electronic waste field east of here. Pre-war electronic scrap, picked over a hundred times. [#end]\n\t\tWhatever's still talking is buried in it. Dig.\nelse\n\tAzra: *Azra Thorne barely fits the idea of a shaman. Lean to the point of gaunt, dark hair slipping loose, a woven vest threaded with dead circuit board. He has a handset pressed to one ear, hearing nothing, frowning at it anyway.*\n\t\tYou've got a scavenger's hands, and a reputation to go with them. Good. What I'm after is buried under a hundred years of other people's junk, and most who dig out there wouldn't know it from scrap.\n\tAzra: Weeks now, I've been pulling a reading off my gear. Faint. Same bearing every time. Dead ground, no line, no power, nothing that should be saying a word.\n\tAzra: *He turns the handset over in his hands.*\n\t\tThe desert's been trying to hand me something. Or a corroded CELL shorting in the sun and I'm a tired man hearing meaning in static. One of the two.\n\tAzra: I want what's making the noise. I mapped it to pre-war electronic piles east of Aniid Kin. Go through it. Bring me back whatever's still holding a charge.\n\tAzra: [#quest_info=5d2b4023-a708-4257-a111-944591d25d01]\n\tif is_quest_accepted:\n\t\tAzra: [quest: accepted] [#end]\n\t\t\tYou'll know it when you find it. Things that still work out there have a way of standing out.\n\telse:\n\t\tAzra: [quest: declined] [#end]\n\t\t\tThe offer stands when you're ready.\n=> END\n"
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