001. intro.

[retardantflame]

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[retardantflame]

'Course I'd like some fuckin' expl'nations. [She glares at him for even asking the question.] Where th'fuck is everyone? Where's th'base? Where're those goddamn BLUs?

[retardantflame]

So what, we're outnumbered by those fuckin' BLUs and it don't mean jack shit? Fuck that, I'll kill anyone who tries t'stand in m' way.

[She tries so hard to sit still during this conversation, to try and listen, but she's tired and itching to fight.]

Yeah, alright, so we're in some fucked up town that's stuck in th'fifties and we can't get out, that's what yer sayin', right? So what th'fuck do we do all day? Just sit tight and follow th'fuckin' rules, that's it?

[retardantflame]

[She holds her head, biting back a long groan.] Alright, alright. Jesus, 'm being forced t'do this lady shit again, but now there're real consequences f'r not playin' along. Fuck.

[She exhales loudly through her teeth.] Yeah, alright. Thanks, 'r whatever. 'S long as ya gotta flame, that'll be real helpful.

[Her eyes widen a bit.] Ya don't happen t'have one now, do ya? A flame, a lighter, anythin'.

[retardantflame]

Ahhh, thanks very much. [She flicks it on and starts playing with it, catching her fingers every now and then.]

So I don't got m'uniform, but you do. Why's that?

[retardantflame]

S'it worth it? 'R do y'just 'ave no choice at all, usu'lly?

[retardantflame]

Well, seein' as goin' back's not really 'n option, I guess playin' along's a good idea. Who knows, maybe if ya get ev'rythin' ya get out o' here.

Even weapons, ya c'n get back? Perfect. I need my... [She trails off, pauses, and shakes her head.] nevermind. So what do we do here, anyway?

[retardantflame]

Sounds manageable. Do I really 'ave to keep up the 'lady' shit while I'm 'ere, though?

[retardantflame]

What about the drones, though? What'll they do to me?