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limacharlie2017-09-07 06:46 pm
whattaprick) wrote in limacharlie2017-09-07 06:46 pm
PUBLIC CHANNEL - DAY 157
Nightrider Lambert here. In case you haven't heard by now: the things on Kerner Island eat settled daemons. So find somewhere else to take a daytrip. If you go anyway, do me a favor and keep your radio on you. That way we can all hear what it sounds like when a soul gets eaten.
[ He's about to leave it on that cheerfully sarcastic note, but then the faint sound of a female voice chimes in, scolding. For those who've met her, they'll recognize it as Lambert's daemon, the golden-eyed polecat that wears a hawk's shape outside the carnival. ]
Lambert! You didn't have to say it like that!
[ It doesn't seem to shame him one bit, though, since Lambert's going to keep right on talking: ]
For those of you whose daemon hasn't settled yet, that doesn't mean you get to be an idiot about going out there. Slipping and breaking your neck would be a stupid way to die. That said, if you're interested in doing some nightrunner work--
Come find us! [ The daemon interrupts again, louder this time, and there's a brief sound of a scuffle before her voice finally comes through loud and clear. Now it's Lambert who sounds more distant (and distinctly annoyed), though she talks right over him. ] We've got a map and other things you can use!
[ ooc: Lambert and his daemon will both be replying to his post (and probably fighting over the radio button, honestly). For ease of clarity, her responses will be in italics! ]
[ He's about to leave it on that cheerfully sarcastic note, but then the faint sound of a female voice chimes in, scolding. For those who've met her, they'll recognize it as Lambert's daemon, the golden-eyed polecat that wears a hawk's shape outside the carnival. ]
Lambert! You didn't have to say it like that!
[ It doesn't seem to shame him one bit, though, since Lambert's going to keep right on talking: ]
For those of you whose daemon hasn't settled yet, that doesn't mean you get to be an idiot about going out there. Slipping and breaking your neck would be a stupid way to die. That said, if you're interested in doing some nightrunner work--
Come find us! [ The daemon interrupts again, louder this time, and there's a brief sound of a scuffle before her voice finally comes through loud and clear. Now it's Lambert who sounds more distant (and distinctly annoyed), though she talks right over him. ] We've got a map and other things you can use!
[ ooc: Lambert and his daemon will both be replying to his post (and probably fighting over the radio button, honestly). For ease of clarity, her responses will be in italics! ]
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[A soft, female voice pipes in:] I'm perfectly capable, thank you.
[Allen falters. Boy, that is still awkward.] Ahhh . . . yes, we're--I'm? Unsettled, so. There's that.
Who's working on the map? I could help.
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How good are you with identifying plants?
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[You learn a lot of shit on the fly when starving in the wild after your so-called teacher deserts you. There's a bird-life scoff on his end. Haw.]
I could probably pick out a few herbs, but I'm not an expert.
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I'm looking for a few different kinds of plants. If I give you names and descriptions, you think you can handle collecting some while you're out there?
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