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[theflea]

Stores are empty.

[ Eleven didn't really want to have to ask for help from anyone, not with her current project anyways but it seemed she was having a hard time scavenging the items she required.

As usual, the phone floated around her from a slight hight, using her ability to control it, leaving her hands free to rummage through the debris and trash. She wore her pink dress and wig today, there had been an influx of new people arriving and she didn't want to draw any unnecessary attention. ]

I need... I need.

[ The word goggles had slipped her mind, so instead Eleven cupped her hands together sideways and held them over her eyes. She hoped it looked like glasses or something recognizable. ]

Black. Paint or fabric?

[ Going back to digging through rubbish, tossing things behind her that were of no use. Then, she suddenly stood up and turned to face the camera. She has a question on the tip of her tongue. ]

The water. Can we float?

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[trashmouths]

Woah--yeah, sure, whatever you say. [ It can't be that bad, right? He's used to the crazy psychic girl being a little weird, anyway. Plus, they're all weird, so who the hell is he to judge in the first place? ]

I can be there in 10 if you want.

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[theflea]

In 10?

[ What does that mean? It was something to do with time, right? Like when she had to meet Mike and the others at 3:15? ]

3:15...

[ She uttered under her breath before looking a bit confused. Did he mean 10 at night? Oh! He means in 10 minutes? ]

Ok. In 10. I'll wait.

[ Smiling and nodding, she was actually a little proud of herself for working it out! ]

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[trashmouths]

[ Richie squints, but beyond that he's sort of used to her being....her. ]

Okay, see ya then.

[ And sure enough, Richie's there in roughly 9 minutes, waving with the huge stick he's kept with him since his arrival. ]

So why do you want 'em?

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[theflea]

[ Eleven waited patiently, she was good at that. Spinning her phone around when the video call lost connection, watching it float around lightly- Until she saw and heard Richie coming into view.

Standing up and straightening her dress down, she was covered in dirt and oil, even her wig was kind of on at a funny angle by now. Not very lady-like. ]

I need to listen to people. They help me concentrate.

[ Invading his personal space, standing toe to toe with him, El reached forwards and set her fingers on the sides of them, ready to slide them from his face. ]

Ready?

[trashmouths]

You're gonna listen to people with my glasses? [ But hey, he'll bite, he's seen weirder. Like a dummy with maggots filled in it. He shrugs, shrinks back once Eleven invades his personal space, and then cautiously moves forward again. ]

You're gonna get a headache if you wear it for too long.