[Video | Junk Pile]

[imnotyours]

[Yep. Lyra's been hanging out in the junk pile. And by hanging out, when she tells people that, she really means camping out there because the temple reminds her too much of being with Mrs. Coulter.

So, yeah, it's really just not comfortable being there.

She's got herself a pretty nice little place established, though it's not really that great for a kid and her daemon, but she's stubborn.

Right now though..]

It ain't real easy to find food people can eat around here. So, um, anyone know where I can get some stuff to bring back to camp?

[Arms crossed, she acts all cool and collected as she asks but she's really hungry at this point.

So much so that it's showing in Pan who's curled up in her arms as a rabbit looking quite down trodden.]

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[showboater]

Should be stuff at the Rec Center. Doc's handling the kitchen and handing stuff out left and right, last I checked.

[Not that he minds, since he reaps the benefits.]

Or we can come up with a trade or somethin'.

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[imnotyours]

Rec center..wot's that and where is it?

[Because she's never heard of something like that before. Ever.]

Wot would you want to trade exactly?

[Suspicious Lyra is suspicious.]

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[showboater]

Shouldn't be too far from the Pile--big building. Kitchen and pantry are attached to it.

[He feels a little like a tour guide. Then, he smirks.]

Dunno. What're you good at? I could probably use a hand lookin' for parts for my ship. Trade a day's work for actual dinner, y'know?

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[imnotyours]

Right..I'll look for it.

[Lyra hums thoughtfully as she eyes him, considering her options before glancing down at Pan. The rabbit shifts, ears lifting a bit before both of them look at the screen again.]

Alright. Fine. Deal.

[raceme]

We keep the organic food we find stored in the Pantry, is part of the Rec Center. Those are the coordinates. [/There's an attached file with his comm link.]

You can have as much food as you want, whiting reason of course, and there's also a kitchen _{small enough for humans to use} in case you want to cook something.

[imnotyours]

Thanks for the directions. Some other guy wasn't really helpful with that.

[At least she knows where to find it.]

Ain't good at cooking. Never been taught how.

[raceme]

You are welcome, little miss.

I know how to cook a _{few things but nothing you would be able to eat. I'm sure we have food for you that} doesn't need to be cooked. Microwaving the food is not so hard, you could try that?

I'm B-l-u-r-r it's nice to meet you.

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[arnhaid]

Kid, there's a whole place full of organic fuel.

Why the scrap are you still out there?

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[imnotyours]

Because I don't like feeling trapped!

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[arnhaid]

How're you trapped in the organic... house... thing?

All the others go in there and get fed.

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[adamndoctor]

[frustrated sigh!] Right. I'll be over there in a sec, kiddo. I'll bring some food and a blanket. But you're not staying there.

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[imnotyours]

I can stay where I want! Wot does it matter if I sleep out here? I ain't hurting nothing!

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[adamndoctor]

You may not, but you know it isn't safe there. If not for the lunatics or monsters running around or popping up, you're basically living in a nest of bacteria and diseases and horrible, possibly infectious injuries waiting to happen. You could just be going out for a walk and step on a nail and get tetanus. And finding medicine for serious injuries here has proven very difficult.

You don't like your temple room, fine. You and your friend - Pan, was it? - can stay with me. Trust me, I'm only nagging because it'd be irresponsible of me to just let you live out in the garbage like a homeless person. I am not asking to serve as your surrogate; I just want you to be safe. You'll have proper shelter, a roof over your head, and I keep a regular supply of food and water with me, so you won't need to worry about starvation or dehydration.

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[notyourblueangel]

[Ah, he remembers you from when he was a griffon.]

Lyra, right? I see others have mentioned the Pantry. Where in the Junkpile are you? I can take you there if it's not far.

[Since he's currently in the Junkpile too, just for whatever he might find. He has nothing better to do.]

Eh . . . this is Thundercracker, by the way. Last time we met, I was a . . . bird-lion . . . thing. Griffon, I think they said.

[She might remember the voice. And the general color scheme.]

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[imnotyours]

[It takes her a moment but she does remember the other, especially because of his voice.

Boy is it weird to see what he actually looks like.]

I'm..well--here.

[She snags her comm unit and turns it to show him the area around her before turning it back towards herself.]

I'm there. And..if you're sure. Or wotever...I don't want to be a bother.

[Video] - Action okay?

[notyourblueangel]

[The Junkpile itself is little to no help, as its surface appearance changes pretty much daily. But there are enough markers in the background for him to guestimate a triangulation. He'll also use the signal of her comm like a homing beacon. Worst comes to worst, he'll get into the area and she'll spot him. He nods.]

I know roughly where you are. And no bother. I'm in the area. I'll be there shortly. Leave your comm on - I'll track the signal.

[originaldragoon]

There is the Rec Center where there is a pantry of food available for those who are not living machines. There are also places to sleep there that are more scaled to more to human size, so you can be close to everything. It is fairly pointless for you to camp out by the junk all the time.

[imnotyours]

[Lyra glares a bit, hugging Pan closer.]

It ain't pointless. I feel safe here.

[originaldragoon]

[Rose is not impressed by that glare. She frowns some]

Safe is hardly a word I would use for staying out there all the time. With some of the refugees I would hardly call model citizens and not to mention that there have been attacks in the past, it is not exactly wise to be out in the open.

[knightinbluearmor]

You are... alone?

[Melan frowned, a little uneasy. That young human reminded him a little too much of Marin, with the red hair and all.]

Do you need me to bring something to you?

[imnotyours]

I have Pan.

[And she's starting to wonder if that's how it should stay since she's apparently just a pig headed brat.]

No.

I'll be fine. Don't want to be a bother to anyone.

[knightinbluearmor]

Can... "Pan" protect you from the monsters in the JunkPile?

You would never be a bother. [She was so small, so thin, how could someone like that be a bother?]

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[gtfostalker]

I hear there is a pantry, but if I find anything I could share.

[But she's on her own as far as utensils. Strelok eats everything off the knife he kills stuff with. Sanitary conditions are for other people!]

You have some way to protect yourself, yes? If monsters show up?

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[imnotyours]

...Who are you?

[She's not familiar with this guy, at all.

And that makes her immediately suspicious.]

Yeah, I do. I can handle myself.

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[gtfostalker]

I am Strelok. Newly returned from parts unknown, or so they say.

[He still didn't feel like he'd been gone all that long. Still, he nods sharply at the assertion.]

I wouldn't want to see someone here unable to. It would do no good at all.