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[theweakhavepurpose]

INBOX This is... this is Deputy Pratt of the Hope County sheriff's department... art credit code credit

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[nonscriptum]

few other people are bringing mres/goods too, so i think we'll be maxed on food even if it sucks to eat

lup taaco specializes in fire so i think with snowmelt we can purify more than enough to drink

[theweakhavepurpose]

we can test the limits of how long someone is willing to survive on MREs alone.

so good on food. does anyone have a tent? or some sleeping bags? all ive got is blankets.

[nonscriptum]

got some tarps i pilfered off law's stupid ship

[Nate still doesn't know where the Hell they got the canvas in the first place.]

we'll use them to cover the sledges and then set up temporary tents along the way. once we make it to a bunker we'll set up a more formal base camp. bring your blankets - the fire wizards are going to make sure we don't freeze to death at night

[unphase]

Sprock that. They owe us. And I'd love to have you come to my world.

[theweakhavepurpose]

fire wizards plural?

wait. Are lup taaco and taako seperate people?

ARE THERE TWO OF THEM?

[nonscriptum]

[Nate kind of assumes all wizards are fire wizards, to some extent, based on his limited experience watching them lob fireballs at mutant sharks in the lake, but oh, God. This is...something.]

yeah, they're twins

lup taaco and taako taaco

[theweakhavepurpose]

fuck.

[And then about three hours later.]

fine.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I'd like to see it. But I don't know how well I'd adapt to city life.

[Or.. any life really.]

[nonscriptum]

i didn't just turn your whole world upside-down, did i?

[unphase]

You wouldn't have to. What you called Montana is still a wildlife refuge, but it still needs caretakers. You'd be great!

[she hastens to reassure him]

[theweakhavepurpose]

only you.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Yeah?

That.. sounds pretty good actually.

[unphase]

So you'll come with me? Please? Wonderful!

It will take some time to get used to the tech, but I'll be there every day to help if you need it. It'll be fine. I'm so excited!

[theweakhavepurpose]

The other option is going back home to die.

[Which he's not entirely opposed to. Being dead means he doesn't have to deal with being.. well with being anymore. At all. That might be nice.]

[unphase]

--what? No. No. That's not an option. You're coming with me.

[never mind the fact that she might be dead in her own world. him dying isn't an option she's willing to allow]

[theweakhavepurpose]

I don't think I really get a choice about it.

[He's pretty much exhausted his escape attempts at this point. Sitting around feeling what it's like for each organ to shut down individually.]

Everyone has to die sometime right?

[unphase]

No. No. You should have a choice. If you're going to die, you should have a choice.

[and she remembers pain and the feeling of Jo's arms around her. but she's not ready to accept the fact that she's likely dead]

Eventually. When they're old. Like a hundred. Not when they're young, like you.

[theweakhavepurpose]

[He laughs.]

Can't wait to see what I look like with a receding hairline and two bad knees.

I don't think I'll make it that long.

[Not only is he a mess internally from all the starvation, he's subsisted on a diet of frozen fish sticks, candy, mountain dew, and pizza. So his lifespan is already in shambles.]

[unphase]

Please, it's the 30th century. We have ways of preventing both.

You will, too. I can get you to the best doctors in Metropolis, they'll take care of everything.

[she's determined. he's going with her]

[theweakhavepurpose]

Really? Okay the future is officially awesome.

[He's pretty vain about his hair honestly.]

That all sounds good.. but... I don't think you understand how not okay I am.

[You planning to chase him into the wilderness when he has a complete breakdown and tries to find Jacob?]

[unphase]

It can be, yeah.

[he does have a nice head of hair.

and it takes her a while to speak and she bites her lower lip while she thinks about the best way to respond]

...I know. Or at least, I figured. But I'm willing to do whatever it takes to help.

[yes, actually]

[theweakhavepurpose]

[He looks away. There's a big difference between knowing he has issues and actually dealing with them. And while Pratt has been doing an admirable job holding it together and coming across as mostly sane - it won't last. He knows it won't.

He just doesn't have the mental fortitude to be on top of it 24/7 and clinging to sanity constantly. At some point it'll slip. It has with Kettara. And with Charles. Someone will realize that he's not what he seems and preemptively strike.

It's inevitable in his mind.]

That's.. kind of you. But .. I don't know.

You might regret the offer.

[unphase]

[she'd never strike preemptively. and anything he'd try to do to her, she'd just phase and try to reason with him. emphasis being on try. but she cares about him a lot and she won't give up on him]

I wouldn't. I promise.

[theweakhavepurpose]

We'll see.

It might not be possible anyway.

[And then he doesn't have to confess that certain songs may send him into a complete homicidal meltdown.]

[unphase]

But it might be.

[a thousand years from where he's from, nobody will be listening to those songs in the first place unless they're a hardcore classical music fan]