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[cashlin]

Hey, gang! Hope some of you didn't get maimed-slash-dismembered over the last couple weeks. [stated as breezily as ever, way to go lilith.]

Got a PSA for you all. I know alcohol sounds pretty great, especially after the wendigo crap, but don't drink the stuff in the restaurants without checking it first. I got lucky with the first one I tried-- sorta tasted like a fruit cocktail kind of thing-- but one time a bottle got knocked out of my hands and it dissolved through the floor. So, uh. Yeah.

Also, does anybody else have guns around here? Are you restocking your ammo at all or are you just... rationing it out? I've been trying to look around the armory but every weapon there's of the stabby variety. That's great and all, but you can't shoot swords out of a shotgun.

[... no one tell her.]

That's it for now. Lilith, out.

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[camouflage]

[look he understands better than anyone how precious guns & ammo are] Thanks. Maybe we can make a deal with 1 of the gods. None of them seem to like anything more modern than a sword, though.

[foundafamily]

[How can he not ask?]

...I thought you said it only melted the floor?

[How many melting opportunities has she had in her life?]

[cashlin]

It did! I mean generally speaking.

[Fewer than she'd like if we're really being honest here. So long as she's the one doing the melting.]

Though you're on the right track there. Imagine what that'd do to some cave monsters. Oof.

[cashlin]

somebody suggested Rage. idk which of them to trust, if any, but it's worth at LEAST asking i guess

[cashlin]

Okay, point taken.

[A beat.]

I have an idea. D'you know if the people who did get turned into wendigo would, I dunno, recognize the... taste? Maybe they could doublecheck that nothing else is tainted.

[cashlin]

Better than the gods of Excruciating Pain or Violent Suffering?

[She's a helper.]

[circumitus]

Think the assholes already here have both of those covered.

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[hopecanruinyou]

[why would you bring up maiming so casually lilith, why would you do that to thom.]

Sorry again for, uh. Knocking you over like that.

[foundafamily]

[But then when did she get melted, he wants to ask, but this conversation has moved into something he finds just as intriguing. The grin is practically audible in his voice.]

I like the way you think. I bet you could rig something like a sling shot and just lob 'em in after those creeps.

[camouflage]

Sounds like a good of plan as any. None of them are trustworthy, but I don't mind using them if it can our lives easier. Sometimes you give a little to get a little.

[cashlin]

[evidently, she's cooled off a lot, especially since he DID try to make up for it, so she doesn't seem especially bitter about it at the moment.

also because pandora is a terrible numbing place sry thom]

Eh, it's cool. Just don't do it again, unless you're planning on knocking more poison wine outta my hands.

[cashlin]

Damn. Okay, I got one: the god of Schadenfreude.

On second thought, maybe that one's covered too.

[cashlin]

any ideas if she asks for a tradeoff? Dunno what there is to give. apart from instilling some rage in somebody around here that is

[wormintheglass]

Corrosive liquids could be terribly useful. Though I would still kill for a real drink.

[A beat.]

Figuratively speaking, I mean.

[cowardley]

No! [ Ashley is quick to shoot the idea down. ] They could get possessed again, or something!

[cashlin]

All right, all right! It was just a thought!

[you can't un-eat human flesh, just sayin', ash, so it's not like they have anything to lose. Except the rest of their dignity, but who needs that...]

I guess that means we're either hunting for food or taking the gods on their word for next time.

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[attagirl]

Holy shit, Lilith.

[ someone sounds super excited to hear from you, at least, and has not even considered the possibility that you might not know who he is. ]

Thank god - I thought it was just me and that Hyperion jackass here from home.

[camouflage]

If that's what she wants, I don't think we'll have a problem supplying.

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[hybridification]

Hey man, you don't need bullets! You have friends.

And freaky powers.

Right?

[Please don't find another way to be more dangerous to him, please.]

[thechoiceisyours]

[Telling people about the wendigos had just been the right thing to do so the comment is a little bit of a surprise, but not a bad one. The rest of her response is similar to what he's thinking, though.]

Yeah, I mean, the armoury is hers, so maybe she just didn't think about adding anything modern to it? She'd be the one to go to.

If you're willing to ask her that'd be awesome; I'd do it but I'm worried about using up all my talking-to-gods luck.

[And he'd guess Rage would want something in return anyway and he doubts he'd have a lot to offer. Short-lived fits of trauma-induced anger aside, he's just too calm and even-tempered to generate much emotion for her and he certainly doesn't have anything else to give her.]

[circumitus]

Of course.

[Scoff.] The god of Fuck Off would be a nice change of pace.

[notjustinthemirror]

What? I don't look like a trustworthy guy?

[cashlin]

One: uh, no.

Two: nothing's free, you can't blame me for being a little skeptical.

video;

[cashlin]

[okay, she's switching over for this, because--] Hey, stranger!

[Lilith waves cheerily, grinning, but her expression shifts to one of confusion.]

...no, um, I'm serious. I don't think we've met, or we have and I don't remember. You from New Haven?

[cashlin]

:P

both of those would be better if I had bullets though, Rhys.