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temp pinned.

// ye I never ended up watching it. Not rlly my kind of media

Anger is safer than fear. More controllable. Actionable.

Your rage can be the catalyst for your liberation, but know that rage is a terrible master.

+all the data stored in there before I die.

I wish. It's always been 'it's too dark in there', and 'the man-eating plants will kill you'. Like I DON'T want to encounter the man-eating plants.

I've gotten close with a mercenary that wanted to lead me through, but the expedition never ending up panning out. Hopefully I get to sift through+

"I wouldn't be surprised if you could keep up with my advanced courses." She grins, delighted with the girl's knowledge and enthusiasm.

"Why don't you keep your water, and instead walk with me back to Haven Lake? It's just down the road, and we have clean water there."

"I haven't even heard of a Starflower Bloom. I wonder if they're related to Datura? From the name I would assume you're speaking of a type of moonflower.

I do adore flowers, though my favorite might seem a bit boring to you. Do you know what Taraxacum are?"

"Huh..."

Vaguely she wonders if her fire would cause her to be classified as a 'Resonator', but she keeps that question to herself for now.

"Helping plants grow seems like probably one of the best powers out there. Do you have a favorite plant?"

.... what kind of powers?

I'm not familiar with what a 'Resonator' is.

And while I do probably need to drink some water, you sound fairly young, and should keep what clean water you have. It's scarce enough out here.

Probably perish.

You're the beeeeest

That is... hm...

Rarely an offer made in good faith.

Ow. Head hurt. Surely there was no way to avoid this.

Moreso I wanted to fill the silence while we wait. I could give a lecture on botany, but one-sided conversations aren't as interesting.

Yes please 🥺

Right. I should probably ask about weapons or killing people if I want more than a few words out of you.

(Bites into a mutfruit.)

Water Bottle Empty :(

Because they can't shoot for shit. They're here for the plant facts I occasionally spew.

(And the money they were paid for sticking around.)

Where are you from, by the way? I don't think I asked that during introductions.

+fed. C'mon. Share this with me. They always pack more than I can eat by myself.

(A lot of care and attention is put in to ensure that this woman stays alive.)

That's stupid. It's better to be refueling constantly.

(She certainly didn't mince words. A moment or so after she sits down, one of the few aides that travelled with them stopped by to hand her a refilled canteen and snack of dried fruit and crackers.)

Your body and brain can work better when+

+Are you hungry?

That's your fault for not negotiating fore more up front.

(She hums softly and takes this moment to sit down and rest. This much walking was hard on her body, especially on the muscles that were supporting her missing right calf.)

A break is fine, I just wanted to know what you were looking at.+

+ like in the soil of the southwest.

(He's being paid by a nerd)

Harvests wait for no one, neither does disease that affects the soil.

I'll wait for the deathclaw to clear out, but my urgency remains the same. Unless, of course, there's someone else out there with a solid understanding of what the moisture content, Atterberg limits, proctor compaction looks+

(Hired him as an escort from the strip to Novac. Who can say no to the blind woman with lots of caps?)

... Are we stopped for a good reason, or...

+experiments fail. What's important is that we write it down and learn."