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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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[unphase]

Oh. I can't say that I understand because other than my mom, my life was pretty good. But if you ever want someone to listen, I'll listen.

Maybe you could go to another world instead of your own? They can't make you go back to that, can they?

[theweakhavepurpose]

My life was fine, going well even, and then the cult happened and it all went to shit.

Thanks. Maybe.. someday. I don't really want to talk about it now.

[But he absolutely appreciates it. Someday he really will need to explain what all happened. He needs someone elses perspective. Is he really a traitor if the person he betrayed is the guy who tortured him and kept him prisoner? Was he being ungrateful when he helped his friend and coworker escape the man's clutches? Right now he feels like he was wrong, but there's a part of him that's still pre-cult Deputy Pratt that is casting a shadow of doubt on how Pratt perceives himself.]

I.. I have no idea. I don't know if that's an option. Can I just go back somewhere else?

[unphase]

I know this is gonna sound . . . trite? But I really am sorry.

I understand. Some things are hard to talk about.

[she'd be of the opinion that he owed nothing to someone who'd torture him and keep him prisoner. less than nothing. and that he did the right thing when he helped the others escape. and that he was very brave]

I don't know! You'd probably have to ask the aliens, but if you explained the situation to them, they'd have to help you. They'd be--well, they'd be complete and total nassheads if they didn't.

[theweakhavepurpose]

[He smiles.]

Nah, it's appreciated. Most people only say that, you sound like you mean it.

I don't think they have to do anything. But maybe. The one I talked to wasn't so bad. I guess.

[unphase]

[she smiles warmly back]

Well, I do mean it.

Right, right, build up a friendship with that one and maybe they'll intervene on your behalf? I haven't actually tried talking to them yet. I guess I should get on that?

[theweakhavepurpose]

I feel a little bad for him honestly. Hope. He reminds me of a rookie that got thrown in the deep end on their first day. He's trying but he doesn't know what he's doing, or how to do it.

And everyone seems to want him dead.

[unphase]

Oh, grife, really? That sounds like a shame. So a being that's meant to embody hope can't seem to inspire it himself? Or am I getting this wrong.

I don't want him dead. I only want him and his fellows to stop messing with my head. I can feel emotions on my own just fine.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Yeah they're not really good at what they're supposed to be doing. Or he isn't anyway. I haven't talked to the others.

I wonder if maybe he sucks because no one here is hopeful about anything and he's starving to death.

[unphase]

I really have been remiss in not talking to them. All of them. I should have at least tried.

[a short laugh] Maybe! I haven't met many hopeful people here, just people trying to get by.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I haven't gone into any of their temples, I'm not sure if they live there. Maybe you could talk to them face to face even.

[unphase]

How do I do it? Do I just say "'alien', I want to talk to you' and they respond?

[theweakhavepurpose]

I'd guess they'd prefer you call them by their names. But honestly I'm not sure how you contact them.

Maybe you can text them on the phones.

[Gods of the 21st century.]

[unphase]

[she laughs] Probably, yeah. I wasn't gonna call them aliens to their faces. That would be rude. Mother, wherever she is, would have an aneurysm.

I guess it's worth a try?

[theweakhavepurpose]

Let me know how it goes. Maybe they're more reasonable than we thought.

[look at him almost hopeful.]

[unphase]

Maybe? I'd like to think so, that we can find at least a little bit of common ground. After all, as much as we need them, they need us just as badly.

[theweakhavepurpose]

It's true. You'd think they'd be a lot more helpful considering we're basically feeding them.

[unphase]

[she nods]

Not only that, if those Null ever show up again, we'll be expected to protect them. That's how it was the last time the Null came.

[theweakhavepurpose]

If they want protection they should be giving us guns. Do they want us to arrow a bunch of transforming robots to death?

[unphase]

Yeah, pretty much. At least that's what I've heard from people who were here back then.

[theweakhavepurpose]

That's going to go terribly. I wonder how many people died defending them.

[Sure Hope can bring them back, but that's not the point.]

[unphase]

[she sighs] From what I've heard. . . it was a lot. And Hope was so strained from the attack, the resurrections. Weren't exactly perfect.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Do I want to know?

I do. What went wrong?

[unphase]

Nothing like missing limbs or anything, thank grife. But people came back unable to see or hear or speak. And they had to wait for the aliens to regain their strength to have those problems fixed, which apparently took a while.

[theweakhavepurpose]

Eugh. Okay that's awful. I'm not sure if being unable to see is any better than missing an arm. Especially in unfamiliar territory like here.

Man, that better not happen again.

[unphase]

Being blind around here would be pretty rough. You'd have to find someone you really trusted to guide you around. It would make getting dressed hard, making food hard, even eating food hard.

I hope it doesn't, but I don't know if it won't.