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audio; crawl out through the fallout

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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[ 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?

[ 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.

[ 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. ]

[ 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?

[ Yeah. Yeahhhh. ]

Not unless we then cement the basement. And cover it in metal. And maybe a few other things...

[ 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.

[ 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. ]

Lex.

[ Oh, damn. ]

Does this weapon contains a plague? [ If this is something that can make you sick then Y I K E S. Surprise, biological warfare has been here since antiquity. ]

Could be without. Depending.

[ She remembers the radiation leaking out of the bomb in Megaton into the pool of water all too well, the Children of Atom praising it like a totem. ]

Definitely with.

That's a pretty good metaphor for it?

[ Because it can, in fact, make you sick. ]

It's similar to the ones that destroyed my world, [ she says after a moment, being deliberately vague; she knows there could be others listening, and the last thing Lex wants is for people who barely know about science to get their hands on nuclear weapons. ]

[ Sorry flower shop, you might get your employee just walk on you today. ]

How long do we have to take it away as far as possible? [ Forests, water, send it in a mail to Dorchacht? ] Is there a way to... turn it off?

You can hold off until I get there? [ which isn’t by far. then, he supposed— ] We’ll do what we need to.

Until someone or something sets it off.

[ Lex is clearly scowling even as she says it. ]

I might be able to deactivate it, but... theoretically someone could reactivate it.

Yeah, I'll be okay.

[ She knows, at least, how to not set off a nuke. ]

You feel like you have a bomb in your hands.

[ at least this way, she’ll be comfortable, and no one will eavesdrop as he walks. fast walks.m]

right.

[ Metaphors are good. Safe. ]

thanks, mirrors

There’s a bomb in the house?

yes.

[ well, you asked ]

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

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

[ She laughs, then coughs. ]

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

...a weapon, of sorts.

[

]

Alright
What’s the range and trigger

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

Second things... well.]

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

not sure on range
might be impact
or it might need to be shot out of something

I think I can deactivate it but there's always the possibility of someone reactivating it

Been sick.

[ and she has a nuke in her house ]

Remember what I told you about where I'm from?

Mm, well, if you're feeling better now. [Aw she cares. Well, maybe like... 2% more since she got her head knocked. It seems to have changed something.

... Or maybe that's just the culmination of several more months of character development.]

You have told me many things. Which one specifically? Aside from that it's a wasteland.

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