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[gluing]

[As much as Newt hates the idea of putting his face out there, he knows it's the fastest way to find his friends. He isn't holding his breath that anyone else is here, not after that Hope guy's announcement. Originally he'd assumed it was WICKED, yet another trial, but... now he isn't so sure.

No matter what this place is, it's clear that it hasn't been kind to Newt. He'd been pretty banged up when he'd arrived, but fighting bears hadn't helped his haggard appearance. He's also rationing what food he has because he's familiar with starvation and it's not something he wants to experience again.]

M'name's Newt. [His normally rather proper accent is slurring into something more gruff, and it might be clear from the circles that he hasn't been sleeping much—if at all.] I'm looking for friends. Mainly a coupla shanks named Thomas and Minho.

[His jaw tightens after the second name, but he pushes on.] I've been somewhere like this before. More times than I'd like to say, actually. Be careful with what you manage to scrape together.

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[glading]

Newt? [ Thomas is someplace dark, huddled down and almost by himself. There's a weird honking type noise, like a 'meow' but not, coming from somewhere below the camera. ]

Where are you?

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[americanclassic]

Newt.

[The video would show a clean cut blonde male, one that was a bit older than Newt was likely used to seeing. For all that he looked... large, there was an open look on his face.]

I'm Steve Rogers. I can't say I've seen any... shanks [Knives, Newt. That meant knives in Americanese.], but I'll keep my eye out for them. I'm not entirely sure what you've manged to find in terms of housing or food, but if you're in need of anything, you're welcome to what I have.

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[64th]

I've been someplace like this before, too.

Haven't seen any of your friends. Sorry. Have you run into anyone named Raleigh? Or Gloss?