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Here is an overflow log for the Black Rock, New Mexico mission! The original log is here, and the OOC information is here. Start new threads or continue old ones, this is just some more room for it to grow into.

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That's ridiculous! Why should we have to work for these people?

R-right.

S-so... Uh.. Have you been doing well here?

Well, I'm not turning down an opportunity to be productive and earn my keep.

[Connor is many things... but quick isn't one of them. Much like the wolf he intends to kill, he's mostly brawn and brute force. Usually his sharp reflexes help him compensate for his lack of speed, but those reflexes do little to help him avoid his target's attention as he moves closer. There's only so many places to hide out here.

When the wolf's head comes up, he stops short. He makes no effort to duck out of its line of sight and instead braces himself, his body tense with anticipation. He regards the wolf with a predator's unyielding stare. It's a fine-looking animal, strong and seemingly healthy. Connor feels an odd twinge of regret in sizing it up, but he doesn't reconsider his decision to take its life. It's not as though it will be a wasted death. He will put everything nature provides him with to good use.

He might even keep the pelt, he thinks. The children of his village are often told stories about wolves the size of bears. Wouldn't the elders appreciate being gifted such a skin, to help with the telling of their tales?

With a decidedly serious expression, he brandishes his blade at the wolf.]

Ico was impressed. Atticus was a strong dog and the horse was well mannered. He dismounted after Elissa and he pet the horse on the neck.

"Good horse," he praised. Ico looked over the horse as it drank water from the stream. "What's her name, Elissa? Did they tell you?"

"I reckon it's worth a try."

[ a slight wince and a laugh. ]

You are right. I had only--

[ "Hey, kid!"

Larsa quickly turned, taking a step back as he recognized the bulky, surly man starting to approach. for the moment, he froze, but shifted in front of Rika nonetheless to protect her. ]

Your weapons can be deadly, so be careful.

[She teases. This girl seems very perceptive if she guessed Sheryl's profession correctly. Right now she's leaning down a little for a closer look, a grin on her face.]

That's because I am an idol, Rika! Smart guess.

[He waits for her word, slowing down a bit after some time passes, to allow Feferi to maybe be able to navigate him better.]

Stew. [ The word is tinged with a hint of mistrust, but it's not like anything else will likely be better. A couple more seconds of scanning the menu and he shrugs. ] Okay, stew.

Just this! [ Lucy holds up a cute little carving of a cat raising its little paw. ]

I really shouldn't, but it was so cute, I can't possibly resist. [ And it was inexpensive enough that she can spend a little money on it without risking dipping into money for their room or food or anything. Erza'd strangle her if she did that. Well maybe not strangle. Maybe maim a little. ]

( all of her focus on creating her fire, Madoka does not notice the approaching figure until her name is spoken. fear rushes down her spine and she bolts upright, turning with wide eyes because that voice was far too familiar.

and it should be, because she finds herself staring at the face of her friend that had vanished from this months before. )

Homura-chan... you're back. ( as soon as the words tumble out, there's a flash of worry inside her. worry over the thought that maybe Homura won't remember. )

Wow! I thought you might be older, n-not in a bad way though! You just look so mature and pretty, you remind me a lot of the idols in movies and on tv from back home.

( she is quiet as she listens, taking the words to heart. Madoka does not think she has to worry about keeping her temper in check, at least but being stubborn was never something that came easy to a girl that did not want to be a bother.

still, there was always a time for change. maybe a little stubbornness wouldn't be so bad in the long run. )

Mm, they do seem to be ignoring a lot of us. ( a beat. )But it's worth a shot though, so I'll try my best.

No offense taken! But I'm flattered, thank you.

[She laughs amiably, waving a hand in a slight flourish.]

Oh? Will you believe me if I said I'm actually an idol singer?

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Wow! Really? I guess to be honest, hearing you say it... I'm not really surprised at all.

It's true! My songs are well-known all over the colony fleets, heard by millions of people.

[Her words slowly take on a peaceful tone as she says this, remembering where she is right now.]

Everything is truly different here.

I'm Sheryl, of course. Nothing will dampen my beauty so easily since I take great care of it.

[An amused expression settles across her face as she turns to glance at Saber.]

It's the same for you, right?

[Raven shrugs.]

Clothes, guns, food, whiskey... Mostly that kind of things, I guess. [But no tea, unfortunately for Raven.]

You're looking for something in particular?

The cool air was quite welcome, a nice change compared to how hot and suffocating the air outside was.

She turned around, quirking a quizzical eyebrow as she noticed she could still see what was going on on the other side of the portal. That was quite handy.

Raven turned back to Pid and nodded as her question. "It is, yes." Then she frowned at her last comment. "Whose is it if not yours?"

[Raven stares back at him, unimpressed. He should know her better than that by now. She wouldn't have bothered stopping by if it was to back off that easily.]

What did you do?

"Last Christmas, right? You're... Elza." She turned to the bartender and ordered a glass of milk.

... I'm kind of the reathon we were thent here tho quickly.

Explain.

I... threatened the UE.

With giant bouldersth.

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