audio; crawl out through the fallout

[lonewanderer]

Name: The Lone Wanderer
Date: event on 11/20, late morning
Format: audio

[ Lex has been quiet for some time - busy for parts, sick for others. But the items spilling out of the mirrors this morning has stirred her out of bed, and the item she has received- well.

Well, it's worth saying something. ]

Did anyone- [ a pause, a cough; her voice is raspy from disuse ] -did anyone else get something... potentially hazardous?

[ Potentially. Ha. As Lex stares at the item in front of her, potentially seems incorrect. ]

I need to get rid of this, [ she mutters, and then the connection cuts. ]

((ooc: hi guys! my concussion is finally healing, so Lex and I are back in the swing of things! if you want to hit me up, send me a message either via pm, on plurk gadgetsandgears, or discord gadgets#7461))

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audio; I'm technically on hiatus but /SLAMS IN HERE

[futhark]

[ So technically, he might be at work, but that doesn't mean he doesn't check the network thing from time to time. You know, like every diligent worker on moments of downtime.

There is a feeling of relief, the kind of "welcome to the world of the living" on their Bond. But ah, the content of her message is also kinda worrying ] Is there a body to get rid of?

audio; <3!!!

[lonewanderer]

[ The relief is met with part of an apology ("sorry for worrying you") and clear affection - at least until the question comes across. ]

No. Bodies are easy to get rid of.

[ There is a bit of amusement through their bond, something dry - then a flicker of concern as her focus goes back to the item with her. ]

It's a type of weapon.

[futhark]

[ A type of weapon... from her world? The deserted, destroyed the future? Oof ]

One that you'd rather not keep at home, I presume. [ Not a blade, not a firearm, something bigger or worse, if not in size than in scope. Yeah, he notices that flicker of concern, and even if his tone is light, he is treating it seriously. ] Tsk. Would stashing it in the basement work?

[ He got a basement. ]

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[usurpers]

[ feeling her stir more than she has in the last while gets eren to press against the awareness of the bond near instantly, like reaching out to hold her hand in silence that didn’t feel like silence at all. no, silence was when she was sleeping, or groaning about her gut. lex was awake and eren was just, or maybe more, lively to return to her. she just had to wake up when he went out to get things— important things— didn’t she?

a little while after all of that, the post is up, and the dragon sees it as a chance to dull down his slight anxiety to get back to her. agh, just hearing her voice— makes his chest skip. ]

How hazardous?

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[lonewanderer]

[ That was how it worked, always - that was the universe. Lex can't help the curve of a smile, one that likely twines even through the bond. It doesn't necessarily calm the concern over what she has sitting in front of her, but having both Eren and Caster immediately reach out across the bond helps.

(They're still here. They haven't forgotten about her.) ]

Very.

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[usurpers]

[ never in a thousand years would he forget u, wifey ]

With or without using it? [ images like triggers or buttons come to mind, the flash of grenades or the use of a firearm— those are what he imagines when it comes to having something dangerous in your hands. if it’s dangerous without . . . hm.

he could only think of how she described radioactivity to him. hard to convey that in imagery, as something he’s never truly seen, but the thought remains disclosed. ]

[whomthebelltolls]

I could probably figure out how to make a hair ornament dangerous. [#Maria

... But also] ... What did you get?

[lonewanderer]

[ She laughs, then coughs. ]

You probably could, [ Lex agrees. It's a thought that amuses her, until Maria asks. ]

...a weapon, of sorts.

[whomthebelltolls]

Are you feeling alright? [First things first, that cough.

Second things... well.]

And... what kind of a weapon? "Of sorts" is not inspiring courage.

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[thisisamazing]

[Oh, it's good to hear from Lex. He had wondered if she was doing okay - or if she was just busy. Hiccup historically hasn't been the best at keeping up with some of the first friends he made here.]

It- You got something hazardous? How- uh, how hazardous are we talking?

voice;

[lonewanderer]

Very hazardous.

[ There's a little cough. ]

How much have I told you about where I'm from? I know we talked about Deathclaws.

[thisisamazing]

Yeah, you- you mentioned the Deathclaws. But not-... a lot else? [Very hazardous sounds bad. It sounds real bad.] Is this something that shouldn't be in the city?

voice, un: CoolSkeleton95

[spaghettimonster]

No, I got something... the very opposite of hazardous. Unless naps are hazardous.

[There's the slight, if difficult to identify, rustle of bone and cloth on fur blanket.]

Do you think, uh, a Witch could get rid of your thing? Safely?

voice;

[lonewanderer]

I don't think naps in themselves are hazardous. What'd you get?

[ sounds cozy tbh ]

Honestly, I... don't know. Maybe. Maybe not.

voice;

[spaghettimonster]

Maybe, huh... Well, I wouldn't want magic making a hazard even more hazardous. We've had enough magic accidents lately.

[Accidents and intentional sabotage.]

Oh, and I got a blanket. I sure don't recognize it! But maybe it recognizes me.

[Or maybe Sowilo thought the fur was about the same color as Papyrus', and threw it at him to get him moving out. It's definitely cozy.]

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[alienwear]

WHAT

AS ONE OF YOUR "HOUSEMATES", I THINK I SHOULD MAKE IT KNOWN THAT I FIND THIS PARTICULAR MESSAGE TO BE DEEPLY CONCERNING.

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[lonewanderer]

i mean

that's fair

remember radiation?

[alienwear]

YES.

ALSO, THIS QUESTION HAS INCREASED MY CONCERN BY APPROXIMATELY 30%

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[battlebound]

[ Well... Uh. What does a bunch of greens count as? He honestly has no idea if this bushel of vegetation is edible or not. ]

What do you mean by that?

[ Hazardous how? ]

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[lonewanderer]

[ ...depends on the type of greens, definitely. ]

Well... do they have bombs in your world?

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[battlebound]

[ True. ]

Yes. [ That city state, Sin City, which was blown to pieces by a Food Soul. He remembers that story.

There's plenty of types of weaponry in Tierra. ] There's a bomb in your place?

[ There's an urgency to his voice, like he's about to sprint over to wherever this person is. Somehow. ]

[tinyfood]

HELLO! I WOULD LOVE TO HELP WITH CONTAINMENT FOR YOUR DANGEROUS ARTIFACT IF YOU WILL ALLOW ME TO EXAMINE IT

[lonewanderer]

[ Somehow she was waiting for this message. ]

don't happen to have a lot of lead around, do you?

[mirrortide]

hhhhhhhow dangerous what is it

[lonewanderer]

an explosive

not sure the range so i'm not sure *how* dangerous