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From Walkie Talkie 0103

[dog_eat_dog]

[Shitty reception favours short sentences.]

Are you at this "camp?"

[ukan]

Yes. What's your condition?

[She said she's unarmed which is appalling if it's her warden's doing. But it probably isn't, at least not in this context, because everyone seems to be shit out of luck. So he's just the normal amount of Concerned. Worry about the rest later.]

[dog_eat_dog]

Alone in the middle-- nowhere. Okay though.

[Glad she hasn't slouched over the past year. It may just save her skin.]

Is there a plan?

[ukan]

Few supplies here but have shelter and-

better than nothing.

[There's always a plan, of course.]

- to get wilderness savvy people here, improvise supplies, find stragglers. Get to the Barge.

Thoughts?

[dog_eat_dog]

Haven't heard much. You're---- people will manage. I have low expec-- never works out that well.

[ukan]

[Nothing humans do as a group tends to work out well. But that's what they're working with here.]

We could use your expertise. Want to find a way-- guide you here?

[It's just as likely she'll want to stay on her own. She's not one of the ones he's worried about starving to death or dying of exposure.]

[dog_eat_dog]

Sure--all I've got is what direction the river's flow--

[ukan]

[He goes out, looks at the lay of the land.

It takes repetitions, more patience than he really has at this moment, but he gives her directions: the compound is east of the river, there are a few sparse landmarks he gives to try to orient them both.]

-don't think it'll be a fast trip.

[dog_eat_dog]

[Nothing's ever easy. Tess listens, repeats it to herself under her breath. You get good at memorizing things when even paper is getting harder to come by.

She could be really far out. ]

Admiral said-– but we'll see. –– gotten by on less before.

[ukan]

Keep in touch. -line open.

[dog_eat_dog]

Gotcha. Thanks.