twenty seven ✪ voice & spam

[imfollowinghim]

[Filtered to Friends*]

I got a couple clips of ammo, a knife and about a dozen chocolate bars [yes, the horrible D-Ration ones] in my jacket if anyone needs food. I'm not sure if we should trust the stuff here or not. What do we know so far? Anyone found drinkable water?

[Private to Helena]

Where are you?

[Open Spam for the Opera House]

[tbc]

[ooc: One friendly conversation rule applies to the filter, if you think you count, you do. c8]

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[adelphoktonos]

There's a kitchen, but the food is wrong. The water maybe, too. I woke here. [And the ghosts are pushy and mean but she's not going to worry him with that right now...] Where are you, serzhant?

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[imfollowinghim]

Just got out of the ballroom, this place is fubar.

[The ghosts were pushy and mean there, too, in different ways. 8v]

What do you mean, the food's wrong?

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[adelphoktonos]

Wrong. It's good here, but if you take it from the room, it crumbles. There are prymary eating it outside. Ghosts.

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[imfollowinghim]

[Wait.]

You ate some of it?

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[adelphoktonos]

Tasted.

[Look, she's mostly learned her lesson but it smelled so good......]

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[imfollowinghim]

[Helena!!]

And you're not feelin' sick or anything?

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[adelphoktonos]

I only ate a little. [Her voice is just a little sulky, or maybe embarrassed.] I saw when it turned to dust and stopped.

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[imfollowinghim]

Don't keep it to yourself if that changes, alright?

You seen anyone else?

[video]

[tucky]

[Tiffany barely knows Bucky, but hey, they did have that nice little conversation about religion. Currently she's sitting on the floor in an out-of-the-way corner of the second-floor stairwell, a passed-out Mason sleeping on her shoulder.]

You got ammo but not any guns?

[video]

[imfollowinghim]

I've got a rifle and a side arm. [Neither of which he's intending on sharing, but.]

What happened to Mason?

[video]

[tucky]

You giving away either of those? Or you know where I can find one?

[At his question, she shrugs, sliding an arm around Mason's shoulders.]

Mostly drunk, I think. The talking cat said he was drained too, but that he'll get better. You his friend?

[video]

[imfollowinghim]

Sorry, regs say keep 'em on you at all times. [He's wearing his Commandos uniform today, so it's not exactly totally recognizable as a WWII-era uniform, but just from seeing him around on the ship, she'd probably be able to guess what his occupation is. The combat uniform's still something he wears too often.]

Yeah. What talking cat? The one from the Barge, or some other one?

[video]

[tucky]

The one from the Barge. I asked it to check him out.

[And recognize it she does, especially since she's known a fair few people in the military.]

You a soldier? I guess you're used to stuff like this, kind of.

[video]

[imfollowinghim]

If we'd ended up in a house full of Nazis instead of ghosts, yeah, I'd be used to it.

[But he's reasonably certain things like this don't exist where he's from. Reasonably.]

[video]

[tucky]

Nazis? Ain't that like-- are you from the past or something?

[maced_eggs]

No thanks, Buck. Got me own rations.

[imfollowinghim]

Are they mostly booze?

[maced_eggs]

No.



....'Bout half.

[imfollowinghim]

At least you've got the buddy system on your side.

[maced_eggs]

I'm with friends, yes. Means I've got to share with them.

[Filtered]

[youwillgotohell]

I'm not sure I'd trust the water, either.

[Filtered]

[imfollowinghim]

Won't be the first time I've hadta make a canteen last. How're you holding up?

[Filtered]

[youwillgotohell]

Avoiding, mostly. Shockingly, the natives aren't all friendly.

[Filtered]

[imfollowinghim]

Shockingly. Go figure, I hear ghosts were real social.

[Filtered]

[youwillgotohell]

You've clearly never met a Darocha.