Dec. 28th, 2022

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To: [All]
From: [Ryan, Alani]
Subject: Vending Machine

Today marks day three of our little Chapel vending machine giving out strange things, so while our science folks are are still looking at it, we thought it'd be good to give everyone else a memo on it.

Yesterday Namor opened the machine to find nothing inside, after getting 20 combo two-packs, see attached image concerning the machine. The day before Matt got pears and has since had a pear tree grow in his office.

Today a package of what research tells me is Anis de Flavigny tins dropped, with violet, blackcurrant, the staple anise. The mints are shapped like chickens, and attached is an image of those.

As stated earlier, we are still researching the cause.

Na’u me ka ‘oia’i’o,
Nāku iti noa, nā,
Alani
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Miss Frost,

We are in the difficult position of considering who might outpace our own charm and grandeur this New Year’s Gala, and the obvious and only choice is a woman of your remarkable wit and capacity. I have had my thoughts drift back to our previous encounters time and again to only wonder what the two of us might accomplish together with our heel on the neck of the world. Give me the pleasure to be at your side, and you at mine, for this Hellfire Gala.

Avenging Son, First of Atlantis,
Namor

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