voice

[spiderwife]

[ This broadcast sounds a little staticy, like it's from a long way away. ]

Hey— any trackers out there? I could use one. I got a missing horse, the asshole threw me and took off.

Oh, yeah, related, who wants to come pick me up? I got no idea where I am, but I haven't seen any buildings in, like, hours. Sooooo, pretty far out, is my guess! [ A laugh. ] Think of it as a game. Whoever finds me first gets all my worldly possessions, horse aside. Esteban aside, too. You don't want him, trust me, he'd dump a load of shit on your pillow and take off.

No prize if one of these monsters out here tears my throat out first, though. So, chop chop!

Comments

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[sweetling]

Man, it would be more tempting if I knew what 'worldly possessions' consisted of.

voice

[spiderwife]

Don't you worry that pretty face, I got a hero on a bike. But if you think you could beat him to it...

voice

[sweetling]

Nah, I'm outgunned.

So is mister bike-hero in for a good haul?

[spiderwife]

[ she snorts, because.... yeah, definitely not. ]

He says he's not interested.

[sweetling]

You're new, though. Not much he's missing out on, right?

[spiderwife]

Hey, you never know! Maybe I recently came into a huge sum of wealth, huh?

[sweetling]

Then you'd probably be less cagey as to the details of said sum.

[spiderwife]

Babe, that's all part of the game.

[sweetling]

Don't I know it, doll.

[She can play the 'pet names' game, too.]

Kinda surprised a horse got you all the way out to the middle of nowhere, though. City's pretty big from what I can tell.

[spiderwife]

Yeeeep. Winged horses'll do that for you. Especially a therin with a wild fucking hair up its ass.

[sweetling]

I'm gonna go ahead and guess that the therin is a winged horse, and in that case, I can't figure out if your circumstance becomes more or less far-fetched.