Voodoo - Cram It
Jun. 16th, 2015 03:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The North American continent is big. Not stupidly big- it's not Asia or anything- but it's still pretty damned big, especially when you're a) walking and b) periodically set upon by mutated things that want to eat you. It is probably best not to speak of the ruins of Cincinnati, or of what lurked in the landscape of thorns where Hoosier National Forest once stood, or of the stretch of road punctuated solely by massive granite sculptures of Popeye chararacters, who watched over the endless empty miles with blank gray eyes, forever.
Unfortunately that leaves the ruins of East St. Louis to talk about, and that wasn't even nice before the war.
At least a binocular sweep of the place from a nice safe distance indicates there's lights in what's left of some of the buildings, and shapes that look more human than otherwise.
Unfortunately that leaves the ruins of East St. Louis to talk about, and that wasn't even nice before the war.
At least a binocular sweep of the place from a nice safe distance indicates there's lights in what's left of some of the buildings, and shapes that look more human than otherwise.
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Date: 2015-06-19 04:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-06-19 04:16 pm (UTC)As he adjusts his posture:
"Meantime, you mind tellin' us the details of your escape from the Legion? The version your boy gave was long on time-saving, short on useful intel."
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Date: 2015-06-20 04:51 pm (UTC)"I can give it a try. How far back do you need me to start- at the edge of their territory, back in Two-Sun, or what?"
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Date: 2015-06-21 12:57 am (UTC)Voodoo leans back against a nearby box, making himself comfortable as he can - this might take a while.
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Date: 2015-06-24 02:46 pm (UTC)He'll go on for quite some time, and answer questions along the way until it's time for the next guard shift to start.