ITP: Walkie Talkies

[purple_pliers]

[Those of you still wandering around camp may notice that there is a large pile of walkie talkies (in individual sealed bags, with a spare set of batteries) on a table just inside the Mess Hall's front door, and another in the lobby of the Hospital. Above each is a handwritten sign which reads:

HANDHELD TRANSCEIVERS AVAILABLE TO ALL, AT THE

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[lipstickittoyou]

*Reads the sign*

You're amazing, you know that?

[purple_pliers]

If I were really amazing, I would have invented a cure. Or at least a way to keep this from spreading.

[lipstickittoyou]

You did more than your fair share. And this is really going to help everyone and give them some sense of comfort. Not to mention, it could lend a hand in ending this thing.

[purple_pliers]

I hope so. I can't help feeling this is just the beginning. Maybe I'm just paranoid.

[lipstickittoyou]

It is better to be safe than sorry, but don't worry yourself sick.

[purple_pliers]

I'll try to avoid it. How are you doing?

[lipstickittoyou]

A little tired, but I'm as well as can be expected.

[purple_pliers]

I'm glad you're not sick.

[lipstickittoyou]

Mm, right back at you. How have you been handling all this?

[purple_pliers]

Ah, you know. Keeping busy.

[is wearing gloves over bandaged arms]

[lipstickittoyou]

Staying out of trouble?

[purple_pliers]

To an extent. Warren's sick, so.

[lipstickittoyou]

I'm sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help?

[purple_pliers]

Stay healthy.

[lipstickittoyou]

I'm trying, but in this place there are no guarantees.

[purple_pliers]

Yeah, I know... is there anything you need?