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[cons]

[ this. is. so. not. okay. "caught between life, death, and dreaming". right. okay.

bullshit.

it's taken her a while before she decided to actually sit down and use the computer in her suite, because it feels so- dumb. she never used social media at home, and she's glad for it, because none of it mattered once the virus took over. more to the point, where are all the zombies in this place? crowds of people ( or whatever those mutated human-ish people were ) and none of them were carrying guns or looking to make a meal out of her. which, for some reason, makes her feel more nervous than when she and Little Rock had to search the supermarket for food. it made no sense. none of this makes sense.

so when she turns on her broadcast, she looks a little peeved, dark bangs covering dark eyes, her mouth pressed into a line.

truth is, she's panicking. but like hell is she going to let anybody know that. she has a million questions about this place, but first things first: ]

I'm looking for my sister. If I'm here, she's here. It's how things work. [ at least, it better be. she's going to be livid if she finds out she's been split up from her sister, even if Zombieland is on pause while she's here. ] She'll be going by the name 'Little Rock', or maybe 'Hannah Montana'. Also, there's a good chance she picked your wallet off of you while feeding you some sob story about being lost and scared. If you help me find her, I'll make sure she gives it back.

Thanks.

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[cynisme]

[It happens that at the moment when the connection is made, there is a hand in the way. His fingers are fumbling to try to turn the console on, and he doesn't realize that he has. When he does, he pulls his hand away and rubs his face. He's as pale as he was before landfall, and shaking harder. He looks sick, as he should given how poorly he managed his alcohol as of late. For a moment he's grinning, mostly at his own stupidity, dragging his hand over his face.]

Forget it, I did this to myself, begging be damned. Christ in Heaven, I would kiss my father's boots for a franc of his...

[And he turns the connection off, and that's it.]

( ooc: this may be used for action threads of all withdrawal variety for an extended period of time throughout continued rationing. )