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[unsoldiered]

[Been here for almost two weeks now, he thinks.

Going out has been a struggle for Alex that not many know about—mainly just one guy about a week ago who figured out he wasn't very social. Not that many people know he exists here to begin with; he's perfectly content to be invisible, soak into the metaphorical corner where he tended to always settle. Even now he's only gone out a few times (if only to humor that one guy who will probably drag him back out again if he didn't at least say he left). He mainly ventured out after nightmares, or when he feels stuffy. Or when he needs food or a bathroom.

Otherwise? Still sort of an awkward turtle, and his attempts to mingle have been zero. But he's actually picking up his device for once and considers maybe using it. Maybe.

... Well, might as well give it a try. He does have an important question.]

Anyone know where I can find bullets for a gun?

[God, initiating conversation was never his strong suit.]

It's a Mk 23 pistol; they didn't stock me with anything, so I figured I might as well ask, in case anyone has something. I don't plan on using it, but it pays to be prepared for the worst. [He scratches his forehead, wondering if something like that was a little too hopeful. Finding good ammunition in a place like this, that is.] ... Maybe it's a pretty lousy request, knowing how hard some things are to find around here. Wherever 'here' is. We could be just about anywhere, could we? It's pretty damn weird, even if it's not new to me... To be honest, I kinda thought I was hallucinating or something when I first got here.

[And then he's lost in thought for a moment... Actually, it reminds him of something else. Something distant, but something he loved a lot. For whatever it was worth.]

Kinda' sucks about the lack of weather, though. I wasn't a fan of winter, but... I would've liked to see some summer days around. My hometown was foggy or cold or wet a lot of the time, but during the summer? It was pretty sunny. A little more busy, too... Nice. Didn't mind the place as much when it was like that.

[One thing he liked about Shepherd's Glen. Summer break was a great time to escape the house and do whatever the hell he wanted.

He supposes that's all unimportant now that he's grown up and gone from a ghost town.]

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[fuckinghysterical]

[Ammo... oh yes, this was going to be another thing she'd have to worry about eventually. She replies to the feed with a thoughtful expression, drumming her fingers against a nearby surface.]

If you figure it out -- heheh -- let me know; somehow I doubt the ammunition in my own gun is going to last forever.

But you got your gun and no ammo? [She raises a brow.] Heeheehee... and here I thought I got the short end of the deal.

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[unsoldiered]

[Geez way to rub it in, ma'am.

... Did you just giggle at me. 3:^|]

Just an empty gun and an axe, basically. I guess if all else fails I can throw the damn thing at something's face.

But it'd be a lot more useful if it had bullets in it, I'd say.

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[fuckinghysterical]

[She only laughs because she can't help it, okay. :(

But the comment about throwing it in someone's face actually gets a genuine laugh from her, and it shows as she breaks from the perpetual nervous expression she usually held.]

Heeheehee~! The SOCOM does tend to be pretty heavy, doesn't it~? You might actually be able to do some damage that way!

An axe though? Strange backup weapon, if you ask me. [...says the woman who glided around in an octopus suit for four years.]

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[unsoldiered]

Yeah I know, pretty strange. But it did get me through some tough situations. When you run out of ammo, anything sharp and ranged a little helps a lot.

[The Order soldiers were the worst, though--some of them had guns. He only hopes he doesn't have to go against a rifle or projectile of any sort, because they tend to be messy.]

They said something about monsters showing up here once. So maybe the axe'll be helpful if it happens again...

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[ringbearer]

..What is a gun?
[ seriously bro we don't have those in middle-earth.]

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[unsoldiered]

[ wut ]

It's... Uh. It's like—

... [Oh god, it's someone from a weird time period, isn't it?]

You know what a slingshot is, right? And—arrows?

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[ringbearer]

..Yes, I am familiar with them.
[ go on bro. mr. baggins doesn't get it. ]

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[unsoldiered]

Alright. Well, it's like a metal slingshot that's a lot more dangerous. It's a little bullet that shoots with more power, like an arrow. It's strong enough to shoot straight through a person sometimes, so if you ever see one lying around, I wouldn't mess with it.

[Wait--He turns for a moment to fiddle with his network device, and then sends a little image file of a gun for the guy. It's not the same gun Alex has, but the image is universal enough.]

Looks like this. It takes some practice to know how to handle it, though.

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[showbizpanache]

Where did you live?

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[unsoldiered]

Uh, Maine--the weather jumps crazy extremes sometimes, but it's worth it in the summer. And we weren't too far from the beach, so if it ever got too hot my brother'd convince the folks to drive us there...

[It's a depressing subject to think about, but now that they were gone, he couldn't stop thinking of times like these. He wished he could, but...]

[showbizpanache]

Better than Ohio. We had excellent beach insulation.

[unsoldiered]

Ohio? Never been. But I've been thinking about traveling more. Whenever that can actually happen, anyway.

[Wanting to travel around in space wasn't actually something he was really thinking of...]

What else is it like? Besides the beach insulation.

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[maredementis]

[Annie is still so shaken from her last--talk, she doesn't trust her face. She doesn't trust her anything.]

You should learn to use something with no ammunition you can't make.

Throwing knives. A bow. Like that.

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[unsoldiered]

I could definitely make knives, I think... I'm crappy at knife throwing, but. I could learn. [Because it's true, he's realizing--you have to be able to make weapons, too. The first thing he'd picked up to use as a weapon in Silent Hill was a pipe. While his knife wasn't half bad, it didn't have a long reach.

And he didn't have it here anymore. Didn't have anything but an axe and an empty gun.

On the bright side, he used to poke around with knife throwing; out on the lake during the summer, when it was dark out and everyone was cuddling up with someone, drinking, whatever. The boys'd take turns throwing knives into the trees. Wasn't even much of a drunken teenage thing; lotta' the camping tourists were as simplistic too, out in the woods. Talk about a special form of darts.]

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[maredementis]

[Oh. This Annie can do. Even if thinking about it--it's too close right now, but no, she has to do what's right. A gun runs out. A knife can be recovered.]

I can teach you. It's my specialization. Hand to hand knife fighting and throwing knives. I'm Annie Cresta.

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[unsoldiered]

I wouldn't mind that, Annie. [He pauses, nodding. Alright.] We spoke a while back when we first arrived. Have you been doing okay?

[Because that's sort of important, firstly.]

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[puppydogeyes]

Gunnery might have something for it.
Only give out to SEC though.

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[unsoldiered]

SEC... Security group, right? Should've guessed as much. Maybe I'll give it a look-see. I dunno if I'd be much help anywhere else, to be honest.

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[puppydogeyes]

You got training or experience?

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[bottlearum]

Sorry, mate. I ain't willin' to give any of me bullets up.

[Not that it would work, since he's got a flintlock pistol and his is definitely more modern. But hey, it's the thought that counts, right?

And oh man, does he feel you there.]

Aye. The sun be one of the things I miss most.

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[unsoldiered]

That's alright; I get that people wouldn't want to lose any ammo, considering how sparing it is around here.

[... You talk like a sea dog and you look like a pirate.

As always, so unsure about this place.]

Wish there was some way to at least have a day and night thing around here. I heard there's a garden or something. Somewhere more like earth.

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[bottlearum]

Aye. You never know what could happen, mate. And no offence, if something happens again, I'm savin' meself.

[Which was totally a given, how did anyone expect otherwise?]

Aye! Oxygen gardens, they are. Not bad, if you're lookin' for a bit less...

[He waves a hand around.]

...metal.

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[the_vishual]

[ Something pings. The same thought, the same feeling, wrapping around her head. A foggy town. A symbol--but not one like Heaven's Fence. No. Sinister. She shouldn't have done this--she knows--but she quietly puts up an encryption and blurts the words out: ]

You're not from that Town, but you're still tainted.

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[unsoldiered]

[He freezes at the voice--it's young, nothing he'd find threatening, and yet a few words (one sentence) changes any preconceived notions of her by age alone. When he looks at his device screen he sees her and immediately thinks of Scarlet when he'd last seen the child four years before: happily enjoying the 150th Anniversary celebrations, holding one of her dolls close, long dark hair with a red ribbon on top--

She's dead now. Chopped up by her own father. He'd fought the shadow of her former self, and even now, he'll never know if it was truly part of her or just an illusion of rage the town itself had made.

How did this girl...]

Who--

Are you... talking about Silent Hill? Is that the town you mean?

[He won't disagree, he's tainted. And that will never change.]

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[the_vishual]

Yes, sir. There are others from there. From the town. Drawn to it, like you, but...

[ She tilts her head to the side. ]

Only one of them is pure. And it's not you.

[ Her head is still tilted tot he side--confused, trying to pick out the details. ]

A hunting room. An old rocking chair facing a window. Bunkbeds....

"I'm sorry, Josh... I never meant for this to happen... Josh... I'm sorry..."