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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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[theweakhavepurpose]

I'd probably accidentally walk into the ocean and drown.

[Or likely bash his head into a wall and then die of a concussion.]

We've got a small force of people willing to protect this place, so that's a start I guess. But it won't be enough if that's what happened last time.

We seriously need more guns.

[unphase]

You wouldn't. I'd keep an eye on you, make sure you were all right. You know, assuming I can keep an eye on you.

How would we get them?

[theweakhavepurpose]

[Pratt blinks, a little stunned. This whole conversation and everything he knows about her and he's still shocked when she shows the barest hint of caring about him.]

Thank you.

[And he's not going to follow it up with something about how he doesn't deserve it. So that's progress.]

I suppose we'll have to see if these false gods can get them for us. I'm not sure. I guess I can ask them.

[Talking to the gods more isn't exactly appealing - but he knows he should. Needs to stop isolating himself from everything.]

[unphase]

[well, she does care about him and she's not stopping any time soon. or ever, if she has any say in it]

You're welcome.

[yay, progress!]

I think that Rage can provide ammunition to people who have guns. She'd probably be the best bet to ask. She'd probably make us do something awful to get them, though.

[theweakhavepurpose]

I've done awful things in my life. I'm already damned. I guess I can take one for the team and try to get us some protection.

[His method of being selfless always involves some sort of harm to himself.]

[unphase]

You don't have to go it alone. I could help?

[she can't imagine it would be easy, performing a task for Rage, but she's willing to help him]

[theweakhavepurpose]

Let me see what Rage says first. Maybe it won't be too bad.

[yeah right.]

[unphase]

All right. But don't feel like you have to protect me from anything. I'm all grown up, I can take care of myself.

[she tries to sound and look convincing]

[theweakhavepurpose]

[He arches an eyebrow. Uh-huh. Sure.]

I'll let you know how it goes.

[He's not promising anything here.]

[unphase]

[she iiiiiiis. she is. darn it]

Okay. Keep me posted about everything.

[she tries for a stern look. it's likely unimpressive]

[theweakhavepurpose]

[He's seen baby deer that were more intimidating than she is.]

Will do.

[He gives a friendly salute before hanging up. Look at him all positive and such. With a purpose! He's doing so well.]

[unphase]

[he obviously hasn't seen her lose her temper]

Thanks!

[she's so proud of him!]