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[dearyme]

Who: Karl and YOU! YES YOU!
When: Day 5, Early Evening
Where: Apartment A
What: A new arrival...he seems friendly enough?

[For those who enter the apartment you'll find a very disoriented newcomer. He's sitting on the floor with a black bird on his head. He has only one arm, most of the other one is in his hand. He's staring at it before looking to his stump and back to the arm. He doesn't seem to be bleeding...somehow. He also has a hole in his chest, part of his head is broken, and he has holes in his leg and foot. But all just lead into black emptiness. And he has a smile on his face. Strange huh? Care to approach?]

Comments

[nolongerslate]

Never that.

[dearyme]

That's good. Boredom kills after all.

[nolongerslate]

Does it, now?

[dearyme]

Of course. What would you do if you were bored?

[nolongerslate]

Read a book, and make some plans.

[dearyme]

Plans? What kind of plans?

[nolongerslate]

How to not get eaten by the wildlife.

[dearyme]

A weapon helps with that.

[nolongerslate]

It helps; but a weapon is only as good as the hand and brain that uses it.

[dearyme]

That is true. You have to know how to use the weapon.

[nolongerslate]

Use the weapon, and the environment.

[dearyme]

But isn't the environment trying to kill us?

[nolongerslate]

That doesn't mean it doesn't also hinder your opponent; you fight differently in a corridor than in a large space.

[dearyme]

That is true. As long as it's not high up, I think I can manage.