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[casualryder]

[Hello, Hadriel. How are you all settling in? Good? Shit-ily? Barely? Fantastic. There's a man appearing in video now, armored, as he refuses to take it off now that it's pretty damn cold. His brows furrow as he tries to figure out how to word his question, scratching the back of his head with the hand not holding up this painfully outdated device so help him-]

...So, hi. I'm Scott Ryder, new here. [Everyone gets a small wave.] Question; anyone know about thermal clips and where I might be able to get my hands on some, if it's even possible? I think I know the answer to this question but I'm asking anyway. Until then I'll refrain from shooting up anything. [THAT'S A JOKE.]

[He doesn't necessarily need to rely on his guns but like hell it wouldn't be useful to not run out of ammo and be forced to use his biotics, or sword. He likes to think they all work in some kind of harmony that keeps him from getting slaughtered.]

Completely unrelated — or somewhat related, I don't know — hunting or scavenging. I'm free to help with either of those if anyone needs it. Whether you want a partner or you can't go yourself, whichever. Just so long as you don't send me on a suicide run. Those aren't as fun as they sound.

[He looks like he might say something else, but in reality he just doesn't know how to end this, so he simply shrugs and shuts off the feed. He's still very bad at this...]

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[casualryder]

[Wow, he wasn't expecting her reaction to be so...that. He honestly can't imagine where that's coming from and he feels a bit guilty. Especially since, being in that awkward "adult but kind of a new adult so not really" age where you're older than teenagers but literally everyone else has you beat on experience and age, he knows all too well what it's like to get stupidly tongue tied for no reason.]

Fair point. [Maybe she'll calm down if he concedes.] I'll get my stuff ready. Let me know when you've found something?

(cw: mental illness)

[bloodburdened]

[she's old enough to be considered a woman by Ferelden standards, but she's always been plagued by melancholy, making her second guess herself and her decisions. she rarely lets it show because as the Hero of Ferelden, she now has an image to maintain, but sometimes it gets the better of her]

Thank you. [she nods, trying to project calm] I will. I'll head over to the shops now.