Ahh! Sorry! Shoot -- Oh, not you, Dean, sorry, this messages are still -- disorienting --
[There's a few moments of silence where she deals with whatever made her startle both outloud and internally (running into someone in the overly busy streets of Cadens, caught off guard by trying to read what typed itself out in front of her eyes.]
Okay, um, yes, "good" in the literal meaning of the phrase, maybe, I have all my limbs and I'm alive! I know the portals are the, um, norm for the people here, but this sort of technology should be completely out of -- this place is so freaking busy! It's Cadens, I think? It's -- it's huge. I've never seen this many people. At once. And they're all alive! Is this what cities are all like?
( You know what's great is the fact that even though this is entirely text, he can still absolutely hear the Foley cartoon sound effects in the background of her message; breaking glass, falling pots and pans, some weird sproingy noise, one long revolving metal plate circling the ground.
And god damn if for some reason that doesn't just charm the hell out of him. Is he just a sucker for a fish out of water or what? )
Damn it, seriously? First Julia, now you? How is it the second I wind up in Solvunn, everybody disappears?
Yeah, that's pretty standard fare city life, if maybe a little more medieval. You got a place to stay? My house is there if you need somewhere to hole up.
Wait, you're in Solvunn?? Did you get spit out of one of these portals? Oh, god darnit! I would've liked to see --
[Who knows what disaster she's avoiding right now? (It's a horse. Seeing a horse. A horse, that isn't a still picture in a book, and it's very large, it's so large, and its hooves are gigantic, and its eyes are so warm! For a moment, Lucy is just standing there, staring at it pass.
Wow. That's nothing like the goats.]
Um, I do not. Technically. I did sleep in what I think was a park earlier, but... as you can imagine, it wasn't very comfortable, considering I don't even have a Vault-Tec sleeping bag with me -- er, a house? Are you -- are you offering to let me stay there? I would owe you, like, so much.
( The fact that she says god darnit is possibly the most adorable thing he has ever seen in his entire life. Hands down. What the hell. )
Okay, yes, absolutely do not sleep in any more parks. That's a great way to get mugged. Listen. I'm gonna give you directions from Mag's. If you can get to the Sarstina Inn as a starting point, it'll get you where you need to go.
Just
Don't go into the basement
And leave me at least one bottle of booze, alright, I'm gonna need it when this is all over
Oh. Right. Not that I have much to steal, but you're right. I think I passed that inn a bit ago. I'll retrace my steps!
[Luckily, there's an easy enough road to follow through the city. Well, easy in that it doesn't have that many branches and that it is, actually, a road. No problem for someone who navigated a desert (except she had a Pip-Boy then)...
Dean's final request (command?) has her staring at the words with her brows a little dark. That's. Huh. Okay, usually that seems like a bad sign for someone to say, but considering it's Dean and he's nice and he's not in the house anyway, she's going to be polite and not question it.] Okie dokie! There's, um, not anything in the basement that's going to come out, right?
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Date: 2025-01-03 02:09 am (UTC)[There's a few moments of silence where she deals with whatever made her startle both outloud and internally (running into someone in the overly busy streets of Cadens, caught off guard by trying to read what typed itself out in front of her eyes.]
Okay, um, yes, "good" in the literal meaning of the phrase, maybe, I have all my limbs and I'm alive! I know the portals are the, um, norm for the people here, but this sort of technology should be completely out of -- this place is so freaking busy! It's Cadens, I think? It's -- it's huge. I've never seen this many people. At once. And they're all alive! Is this what cities are all like?
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Date: 2025-01-03 07:36 pm (UTC)And god damn if for some reason that doesn't just charm the hell out of him. Is he just a sucker for a fish out of water or what? )
Damn it, seriously? First Julia, now you? How is it the second I wind up in Solvunn, everybody disappears?
Yeah, that's pretty standard fare city life, if maybe a little more medieval. You got a place to stay? My house is there if you need somewhere to hole up.
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Date: 2025-01-13 05:17 am (UTC)[Who knows what disaster she's avoiding right now? (It's a horse. Seeing a horse. A horse, that isn't a still picture in a book, and it's very large, it's so large, and its hooves are gigantic, and its eyes are so warm! For a moment, Lucy is just standing there, staring at it pass.
Wow. That's nothing like the goats.]
Um, I do not. Technically. I did sleep in what I think was a park earlier, but... as you can imagine, it wasn't very comfortable, considering I don't even have a Vault-Tec sleeping bag with me -- er, a house? Are you -- are you offering to let me stay there? I would owe you, like, so much.
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Date: 2025-01-17 06:02 am (UTC)Okay, yes, absolutely do not sleep in any more parks. That's a great way to get mugged. Listen. I'm gonna give you directions from Mag's. If you can get to the Sarstina Inn as a starting point, it'll get you where you need to go.
Just
Don't go into the basement
And leave me at least one bottle of booze, alright, I'm gonna need it when this is all over
don't look at the date ok
Date: 2025-03-11 05:56 am (UTC)[Luckily, there's an easy enough road to follow through the city. Well, easy in that it doesn't have that many branches and that it is, actually, a road. No problem for someone who navigated a desert (except she had a Pip-Boy then)...
Dean's final request (command?) has her staring at the words with her brows a little dark. That's. Huh. Okay, usually that seems like a bad sign for someone to say, but considering it's Dean and he's nice and he's not in the house anyway, she's going to be polite and not question it.] Okie dokie! There's, um, not anything in the basement that's going to come out, right?