tushanshu | Summer 01

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Summer 01

[when it clicks on, have a face full of dirty red headed kid. She looks absolutely delighted by the fact that the console works, and her words seal the deal]

Holy shit, this thing really works?! This is so fucking cool! So, I turned this on and everyone else can hear me, right? This thing’s like a mass phone call or… Oh, wait. Is this what it was like being on TV?

[she pulls out a book from her backpack]

Well, I’m reading a book about anti- gravity… It’s impossible to put down. Pfff. Okay, okay, I won’t read my good ol’ pun book to everyone, but if you ever need a joke, let me know.

Also, I’m looking for someone. His name’s Joel, he’s kind of older, brown hair, talks with a pretty thick Texas accent.

And if anyone knows where I can find a bunch of books in English, that’d be awesome. Last place I went to, they were all in this fucking weird script! No good if you wanna actually read something, you know?

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[a response! She looks at the console, practically humming with excitement]

Sure thing, I'm glad someone appreciates a little bit of good ole pun humor. I've got a few more, thanks to Mr. Will Livingston.

Puns are great. Especially smart ones. There aren't many instances where a pun is ill-timed.

Unless you're one of those overly serious types.

Boy, do I know some very overly serious types.

[not that she could blame them]

They're getting better, though.

That's good to hear. It gives me hope for a few people back home. I'm pretty sure they forgot how to live.

[Dad. Ninety nine point nine percent of the population of Stadium Citi.]

I'm Julie. Welcome to the turtle.

What's going on back home? Is it anything like what's going on in my home?

I'm Ellie.

Zombie apocalypse from an unknown source. It's been going on foooooor...twelve years now?

What's home like for you?

[She swears to God if Ellie says Zombie apocalypse, she's going to hit her head on the table or something.]

Uh... Fungus apocalypse?

Society's gone to shit for the past 20 years, so I guess it's almost like the same thing as a zombie outbreak. I mean, the infected might as well be zombies.

[don't think about the infected, don't think about the infected]

[First, Julie is stunned into silence and makes a face because wow.]

[And then:]

That's the definition of fucked up, isn't it?

Ellie, are you hungry?

Always.

[Julie understood, she didn't even have to explain everything about the infected... though she knew she'd probably ask what the differences were later. But right then, food sounded excellent, and Julie already struck her as trustworthy]

What kind of food do they have here?

[Julie didn't want to catalog differences in Zombies and Fungi Infected. She's only just started getting control over nightmares and is sure Ellie would appreciate the topic avoidance. Not that Julius would never talk about it. She's just willing to wait for the right time and that is entirely Ellie's decision.]

Nothing like back home, that's for sure. I have yet to find anything even remotely burger-like.

But what they do have is delicious. I made myself sick on pastries the minute I had none. It was so worth it.

Burgers sound really good...

Food sounds really good. I've never had pastries before.

Hey, do you think... we can have barbecues here, too?

[for Henry. And for Sam, they'd like barbecues. But Julie doesn't need to know the deeper meaning behind her question just yet]

Oh, my God. We have to make that happen. It's been years.

[Julie would understand. She's been doing a lot of that herself. Things in memory of people back home, alive and dead. It makes her miss theme a tiny bit less.]

I'm glad you know what goes on in a barbecue, because all I know is that it's got lots of food and it smells really good.

[she's grinning]

Makes it a little bit easier.

Good food. Great scents. Games. Sometimes a pool. Sometimes alcohol. There's music. They're a blast.

[She grins in return.] Speaking of blasts and fun, how about we get you some food? Did anyone tell you what suite and sector you're in?

Yeah, I'm in the wood sector.

[she has it written down somewhere, but she doesn't want to look through her backpack for it just yet]

That's not a bad place, right?

Not at all. Rumor has it, there are tree houses there. Is that true?

Like, actual tree houses? Not broken down pieces of shit?

I don't know, but I want to find out now.

How does finding food and exploring part of the turtle sound?

Do you like noodles?

I'll try anything once.

Okay, where do I go?

Wood Sector restaurants. [Keeping a list, checking it...more than twice because it's food and she's not Santa. She shuffles around some papers on her desk, pulling out a small notepad and running a finger down it.]

There is a restaurant with paintings on the window of dragons flying around bowls of noodles. Did you see that place yet? It's in the middle of that sector.

There's also another, kind of bigger one that has a fish on the door.

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I saw some dragons a little while back, I can find that again no problem.

Meet you there, and I'll try not to start ordering everything before you get there! [a joke, because. well, she would order everything. But, no reason to advertise that anymore]

If you like spicy food, order the number seven. If you don't, try the four.

[And she's purposefully avoided anything even remotely fungi-like, just by offering those two suggestions. She figured Ellie'd appreciate it.]

See you in a bit, Ellie. And it's an absolute pleasure to meet you.

Number 7 or number 4... Got it.

[Even without Joel there, she was feeling pretty good about this for the moment.]

I gotta leave this thing, so I'll see you there! And it was nice meeting you too.

See you in a bit.

[Julie shuts her feed off and leaves her suite.

It takes her about fifteen minutes to get to the small restaurant. She instantly looks around for Ellie, nor sure if the kid got there yet or not.]

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