Rosa and M&M's Correspondence[]
This is a pile of correspondence between a technician, Rosa, in Rediesel Desert and M&M Second-hand Parts Store in Umbraton. To get cheap parts for her modification projects, Rosa reached out to the parts store M&M in Umbraton that had exactly what she needed. Their cooperation went on for over a decade until Rosa passed away. We could have a peek at the daily life in Rediesel Desert and Umbraton through these letters.
Introduction[]
This letter was written by Summer. The little girl who once led Rosa to search for objects created by ancient technology had since become Rosa's personal assistant. Summer revealed a sad piece of news for Max and his daughter.
Fourteenth Year's Correspondence I[]
Dear Mr. Max and Miss Minny:
Please accept my sincerest greetings. I am Rosa's assistant, Summer, and I have unfortunate news: A few days ago, our convoy was ambushed by Eclipsites, and to cover the team, Rosa detonated the hovercar to stop the attackers, but it also meant she is no longer with us.
After her double amputation, I've been mailing and getting correspondences from the Courier Union for her. I believe I should pass the news on to you. I'm not clear whether Rosa spoke to you about it, but she did tell me should the worst happen to her, the balance of her Nightium deposit in M&M Parts shall be willed to Miss Minny. I will provide any legal documents you need as soon as possible.
Rosa often mentioned you to me. Your parts helped us a lot. The modification for the hovercar, the team's music instruments, Rosa's prosthetics... Your components are ubiquitous here. Everybody in the camp knows there is a second-hand part dealer in Umbraton who is honest, reliable and friends with Rosa.
Losing Rosa is a big blow to us. She would always help those in need and never forget her promises. She was a tech genius who could build anything she wanted with metal sheets, screws, and wrenches. I've apprenticed with Rosa since I was thirteen, learning how to disassemble and mod from her. She never married and had no kids, but still, she was a mother to me. Having corresponded with you throughout the years, I don't think she would want it to end on a hastily scribbled order, so I sent this on her behalf. Hope you do not mind my rudeness.
Yours Truly,
Summer
On a morning with an approaching sandstorm