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[a shaky moment as George readies the camera to catch her on the video, technology like this is unheard of in 2003]

So, uh. I've been told that I should get out more. Meet people. I'm not any good at that, so you're just gonna have to--bear with me as I figure this shit out. But I guess I've gotta bite the bullet sometime, right?

[she looks off camera and flushes slightly out of a combination of nerves and embarrassment]

Anyway, I'm George. I'm newish. I have--no fucking idea what I'm doing here. Does anyone? If you do, could you please fill me in.

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Pell taught me to garden. Some other guy--I forgot to get his name--is offering to teach me self defense. And I asked Rydia if she needed help with the library. So, some progress?

How 'bout you? What are you up to?

Those are all pretty good things to keep you busy. [She smiles and nods.]

I look for food and supplies a lot, and I'm teaching one of the younger girls here how to fight. That kind of thing.

I hope so? I still feel like I just got here and don't know hardly anyone. [looks pensive]

You fight, too? What kind of fighting? [is obviously curious]

It can take time. [Don't feel bad, George.]

...Whatever works? [She's pretty sure there's no defined style.]

'Cause there are a lot of people or 'cause the people are unfriendly? [looks like she's expecting the latter to be true]

So, like, actual fighting, not the "wax on, wax off" shit? Cool. [looks impressed]

A little of both. [She shrugs.]

I've gotten better here. There are chances to practice.

[looks pensive] I wonder why. About the unfriendliness, I mean. We're all stuck in the same fucked up situation together.

D'you fight the monsters in the tunnels?

Some people just don't like people. [She had met enough Hunters like that to know sometimes you couldn't change their mind on it either.]

Sometimes. Not often.

I generally don't like people, but everyone I've met so far has been--nice. [there's a bit of wonder in her tone, like she wasn't expecting nice. because she wasn't]

...do the gods make people fight each other?

Most people are. It's good. [It does help.

But the question has her pausing, looking off-screen for a moment.]

Sometimes Rage does something and it happens.

It's weird, is what it is. [she's so used to being suspicious of the motives of others and being on guard to avoid being hurt

is waiting for the shoe to drop]

Seriously? I don't know the first damn thing about fighting. I'd be killed in about five minutes.

[Jo resists the urge to laugh. It would be rude.]

Death isn't permanent here.

--it's not? Rube would be so fucking pissed. [laughs a little] So what happens?

Apparently you wake up in Hope's temple. He's the one who does it.

Who's Rube?

Does what, the bringing you back to life thing?

My boss. For when I was a Grim Reaper. He was kind of a hardass.

Yeah, he resurrects people. He resurrected the other gods too.

[Jo shrugs.]

Lots of bosses are.

That's so weird. I guess he technically resurrected me, too, since now I bleed like a normal person.

That's probably why they're bosses.

The Door probably did that. [It did it for her too, but she won't bring it up.]

Yeah, it probably is. You have to have the right skills to lead.

I dunno if I should thank it or not. I'd gotten used to the whole rapid-healing thing.

If by "skills," you mean being a complete and utter dickweed, that would describe Rube.

There are magical healers here. Don't worry too much.

[She laughs quietly, nodding.]

Yeah, that sounds like a boss.

Magical healers. Of course there are. Have I mentioned that this place is weird?

[she smiles back]

He'd shit himself if he knew that I told people what I am. Or, was.

It's weird for me too. [Most people with powers don't use them for good in her world.]

People can't see you back home, can they?

At least I'm not the only one. [magic doesn't exist in her world, not so far as she knows anyway]

No, they can but--how would you describe me?

Uh- [What a question, George.]

You have blonde hair and brown eyes. Kind of thick eyebrows? [Don't be offended, please.]

Medium wide nose? And uh, pouty lips. Kinda.

[no offense taken

nods and considers a moment]

You see, that's what I looked like when I was alive. But I looked like someone else to the living where I was from.

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