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clark kent / kal-el ([personal profile] signifies) wrote in [community profile] riverview2017-03-07 12:21 pm

@cjk [ audio ]

Hello everyone. My name is Clark. I'll try and keep this brief.

Firstly, I've drawn up a blank list and placed one on the bulletin board on each housing floor. If those with medical expertise feel comfortable, they can put their name, residence here, and — if they have one — specialisation, in case of an emergency. We have several residents who aren't from the same point in time, so if you'd like to volunteer to update someone's medical knowledge, please mark your name with an asterisk.

Secondly, ah-- [ a bit of a laugh. ] I'm from Kansas, which some of you might recognise as being host to some pretty bad weather. Now, I'm not going to say I'm paranoid, but-- I like to think ahead. So, I've made up some kits with some of the usual survival paraphernalia back home and distributed them between floors. Feel free to help yourselves if you need them.

[ No one has to use them, but he’d rather everyone knows they're available. ]

Thank you for your time.

( all replies in audio unless otherwise stated )
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, you know.

[She flaps a hand, thumbs at her nose as she steps quickly past an alleyway, her other hand resting against the small of her back like she's half-assing some kind of parade rest military pose, but really she's just ready to reach for that gun.]

You can read them if you want. They're in my backpack. I just thought the exploring was cool, you know? Seeing other worlds.

[Ones that aren't a gutted, rotting husk of what they used to be. Ones the Infection has never touched.]
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
[She had a thousand questions, once. A million. But it all boils down to this: people like David were made by what the world used to be. Which means, when you peel back the fresh coat of paint and the bright city lights, how the fuck could it have been any better really? People just hid their ugliness. Joel and his 'I've been on both sides'. She doesn't like to think about the fact that the one person in the world who gives a shit about her has done awful things, but she can't escape or ignore it, either. Joel's a killer. So's she. Endure and survive.

She scrubs a hand through her hair, straightens her off-center ponytail.]


I dunno, dude. What's to ask?

[And what difference does her knowing it make?]
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Well, you already promised to make me some, so... unless you think I need some kind of advanced warning, like, 'it'll blow your fucking socks off, Ellie, so wear two pairs that day' or something?

[He seems kind of down about it. She reaches over to shove at his shoulder playfully. This was exactly why she didn't want to tell him about the Infection.]

C'mon, man, it's not like it's that bad. This way it's like... everything's new! I get to see it all for the first time. That's pretty awesome, right?
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[She starts fussing with them, testing the weight of them with her fingers, checking the sizes printed on the little cardboard labels plastic-wrapped against them. Finally, she points to a blue one.]

That one. Twelve by sixteen, blue's better because water won't evaporate as fast as it will off the black, and it's not as visible as the orange if you need to build a shelter in a hurry. Decent weight, heavy duty grommets.

[She sounds like a tarp salesman. Okay then. But she does slap her hand down against it as if she's claiming alien territory for her very own, so there you go.]
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
At least, yeah. More if there are any cliffs around or anything. And it should have a decent weight limit.

[She eyeballs him curiously, reaches out to poke at him. He's mostly muscle, but he hasn't given her the impression he ever had to skip a meal out of necessity rather than choice.]

You're, what, 230? You're probably one of the bigger guys here, so I'd say at least triple that just to be on the safe side. Maybe... I dunno, half inch nylon?
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Flashlights. Shake-to-charge, those too. Dental floss is just-- eh, a few containers? They're small and it's useful, go nuts.

[Her eye's been caught by a bike. Nothing fancy, just something in a dark purple blue strung up in some sort of hanging shelf. The air smells like fresh rubber and she wanders towards it in absentminded curiousity.]
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[She doesn't quite spook, but she'd been lost in the moment and when he draws near to her space she sort of sidesteps aggressively.

And then busies herself inspecting the tires so it looks like it was on purpose.]


Huh? Oh-- nah, it's just been a long time since I've seen a bike. I mean, one you could actually ride.
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
[She spins the front tire aggressively with her fingers. It rotates freely, from where the bike is hanging in its storage rack, with a pleasant sort of whir.

Then she gives him a Look.]


Yeah. It's not like they just stopped existing after the Infection, it's more like... you blow a tire, break the chain... that's it. You're never gonna get another one. Rubber's rationed to the military, they use it for their tires, so-- who cares about bicycles anymore.
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
[She huffs out a breath. She doesn't mind answering, of course, it's mostly the fact that it's just so much to fucking explain.]

There's abandoned ones all over. Most of them, you know... engine block's seized, tires are rotted, no gas, no battery, frame's rusted out. Sometimes you find one in good shape. Like... if people had a garage, or something. But that's only outside the Quarantine Zones. If there's a vehicle inside those that works, it's military.
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 03:55 am (UTC)(link)
If you're lucky. Mandatory radio announcements we have to listen to at certain times of day, mostly automated stuff. No real newspaper. Uh-- there's, you know, an underground that passes out pamphlets. The Fireflies. They want to restore the branches of government that the military sort of... shouldered out, I guess, but there's not enough support to make it happen.

[She steps away from the bike, and shakes her head. Maybe in another life.]

C'mon, let's grab the rest of the stuff and get outta here.
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Cool. Grab a bunch.

[Meanwhile she picks up a pack of AAs for herself. Her walkman could use a fresh set. Once she's satisfied they have all they need, she steers him towards a check-out.]

So what are you, a boy scout? You know all about camping and survival gear... was Kansas really that bad?
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Ever been to other continents? Europe, Asia?

[When the Infection happened, and they lost the abilty to maintain boats or planes as humanity fought itself into the ground just to survive she has no fucking idea what's happened overseas. If somebody else found a cure, or is finding one now. There's too much disconnect. She still hopes that these people she's never met in these places she's never been have managed okay.]
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[personal profile] pundemic 2017-03-08 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
[She wrinkles her nose as the teller scans their items.]

Then you didn't 'see the world'. You saw like. A tenth of it.

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