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[lonelynotforsaken]

[ LO431Y | TEXT | 008 ]

[The messages come slowly over the course of a few minutes as Martin types things out.]

Hey, Randvi and K!
Hope you're doing all right.
Wanted to let you know about a couple of things.
I told K earlier, but just so you know, Randvi, there are very, very large bears in the jungle.
The one we encountered was 10-feet tall, at least.
Maybe K can show you how tall that is?
I'm not sure what measurements they use in your time.
But it's really, really tall.
Thankfully, we didn't fight the bear, and it just went after the food we had.
Probably want to keep any food stores secured away from you.

And then we also encountered a dinosaur today.
Like a raptor-style dinosaur.
I'm not sure how best to describe this for you, Randvi.
Sort of like a dragon?
It's a really, really big and dangerous lizard with feathers that walks on two legs and has very sharp claws on its hands.
It had to be 9 or 10-feet tall.

We're trying to get out of the jungle, heading into the foothills.
Just slow-going with Jet and Kk's injuries and me still getting dizzy.

Ben is alive again.
He's the man who Detective Cohle posted about dying.
I told him he should probably head down to your camp for safety.
But I wanted to give you a warning.
I'm a little bit concerned about him.
He's not in a great mental place, I don't think, especially after dying, and he has a gun.
That's a weapon that's sort of like a slingshot, but it uses metal instead of stones and there's a mechanism that does all the hard work of swinging for you.
Just keep an eye on him.
And maybe don't leave him alone with Senku for too long.

Comments

[meadqueen]

Martin. We found the severed leg of some kind of large reptile in the river. Could your dinosaur have done such a thing?

Please be careful. I hope you find more food.

I am not concerned about Senku trying anything too reckless before the supplies from Squalo are delivered. If both he and Ben arrive before we return then we may have cause to worry.

Finally, I return to my regularly scheduled life... Mostly! Thank you for your patience. <3

[lonelynotforsaken]

Oh, gosh.
Yeah.
That sounds like something it could have done.

From the sound of it, Ben might be farther off than Squalo.
I hope so.
Squalo also seems kind of reckless, too.
And you're right.
Him and Ben together might not be... great.
But it'll probably be fine!

[Probably.]

❤️

[meadqueen]

I think that I can handle Squalo.

Imagine a face here.

[Smug amusement is beyond her emoji capabilities]

[lonelynotforsaken]

[Martin can't help a quiet snort.]

Seems like he's really into Vikings.
And you do seem really cool. :)
K teased me, saying we were starting a fanclub for you.
If you know what that is?
Or... fans, in general?

[meadqueen]

I’m not sure. Like a skald, singing about celebrated people?

The idea that someone would compose such a song for me feels a bit absurd.

[lonelynotforsaken]

Fans could do something like that.
But fans are short for fanatics.
They're just really excited and like someone or the things they do.
Mostly you see it for famous people in my time.
Or sport.
Like if there's a team you support and you're really passionate about their victories, you'd be a fan.

[meadqueen]

Oh my, are you passionate about my victories?

[Sorry, she can't help it]

:)

A sport is a type of game? People care that much about others’ victories in sport?

[lonelynotforsaken]

Hahaha!
Sure. Someone needs to be!
But I'll leave Squalo to be the leader of the club.
I've got someone else I'm just a little bit more passionate about. ;)

Sport is a sort of category.
It's all sorts of different games.
Athletic games, mainly.
Running and jumping and things like that.
Or things where you play on teams.
People care about a lot of things that probably seem strange in my time.
We don't have tribes to go to battle with anymore or celebrate.
So we find other ways to sort of... find an identity?
For some people, it's telling everyone that they're a big fan of some football team.
And they can find other people who really like that team to be excited together.

[meadqueen]

There’s a person like that for me, too, but it's little more than a distant dream.

[being out here under the stars makes her melancholy. How many times had they looked at the stars together? The constellations here are unrecognizable]

Perhaps we can speak of such things when we meet.

It does seem strange to me, though I suppose we do have well-known figures where all of Norway is invested in their victories. We still speak of Ragnar Lothbrok and his sons.

[if Randvi is really going to be the first queen of England maybe they'll speak of Sigurd that way as well someday]

Are you affiliated with one of these teams?

[lonelynotforsaken]

I'd like that.
I'd like to hear about her.

[He'd... maybe been listening in on her conversation with Squalo.]

I've never been a big fan of any teams, no.
I'm not exactly built for sport.
And most of the people I knew in school who played them were sort of mean.
Put me off of it.

And my mum was sick while I was growing up.
Didn't really have time for teams or going out to games.
It was fine, though.
I'm happy hearing about things other people are passionate about.
Living vicariously, you know?

[meadqueen]

There are organized teams for children as well? “School” as in a mandatory education outside of a monastery is not common here, but I believe there is one in Wincestre. I am not sure whether they play sports there. I'm sure some children are hard on others everywhere, though.

[Even in Ravensthorpe the children sometimes gang up on one another for reasons only children understand]

I am sorry to hear about your mother. I think I understand what you mean.

[lonelynotforsaken]

Oh, yeah.
Sorry.
School's mandatory for children.
Up to 17-years-old.
Which probably isn't a kid for you.
Childhood is a lot longer... later on.

You don't need to apologize, though.
It was just us against the world. :)

[And it was miserable. Random strangers don't need to be apprised of that.]

And here, it'll be all of us against the world.
I like our odds there.

[meadqueen]

That's good. Now that I'm an adult I think I was too young for many of the things I did.

[Randvi was too young to remember her mother's death, though it feels like she does because her sister’s told her the story so many times. That's not something that needs to be said either]

Not inclined to bet against us?

[lonelynotforsaken]

Never.
I don't bet against my own interests when I can help it. :D

[meadqueen]

I'd prefer to put my silver on the victor. Hopefully that will be us regardless.

[lonelynotforsaken]

Fair enough.
Keep safe, Randvi.
Best get back to things.
I'm betting on both of us.