issue #1 | text

[survivorsguilt]

[It's taken a few days for Ellie to find her way. She has an apartment, but she's not getting comfortable or even really considering it 'hers'. It's temporary. A good hideout until she moves again. She knows where to find food, but she's not going to get lazy. It feels like a good idea to stay in the practice of fending for herself as often as she can.

Figuring out the network and how to do anything with her phone had taken some practice. But now that she's got the basics down, there's something important Ellie needs to ask.]

im looking for joel. hes a big grumpy guy with good aim and a talent for pissing people off. if you see him, tell him ellie is looking for him. joel if you can see this but you cant answer me, im hanging around those weird tall pointy apartments. let me know youre okay.

[It's way easier to say that kind of thing over text, where no one can hear her voice fill with worry. She doesn't really want to consider the possibility that he's not here. That she's alone again.]

Comments

[survivorsguilt]

[That's... really nice. She's naturally a little wary, but can't think of any manipulative reason someone who's just met her would wanna help her.

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so what name do i shout?

[synthedick]

[Helping is what he does.]

Nick Valentine. I don't patrol as much as I used to, but if you ever see a guy in a patched-up trench coat and hat walking the streets, don't be a stranger.

[Also, he's a robot. Kind of pertinent information there, Nick.]

[survivorsguilt]

[What a sweet guy.]

roger dodger. i guess you already know, but i'm ellie. it's nice to sort of meet you.

[synthedick]

Meeting as much as one can over a phone, anyway.

[Which, given he's a guy who is constantly watching the network because he's a literal machine who doesn't have to eat, sleep, or any of that fun stuff actual people have to do, is how he gets to know a lot of people.]