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[flightlessbird]

[ a flurry of leafy outdoor motion! and it seems to have cut in mid-sentence, or at least mid-shout— ]

—wanted was to know if I had found North yet! [ oh a face!! big dark eyes, huge scowl, and like the biggest, fluffiest hooded jacket ever. ] They were very rude and I would not have minded hurting them, or maybe I would kill them, but they ran away, and now my back hurts. Raafa says people who run away are cowards, and not worth anything. I do not want to see any of them again.

[ a pause, one heavy, frustrated sigh, and then she looks a little bit less pissed. it's good to have that out of her system. no onto what really matters, in the middle of this violent occupation. ]

Also, I want someone to teach me to write.

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[flightlessbird]

Yes. Are you still North?

[theguideless]

[ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh crap.

uh--

a breath, nervous.] Uhm. I. I don't know? I mean, I don't think I'm that far anymore.

[flightlessbird]

Oh. [ totally... not angry! just curious, apparently... ] Where are you?

[theguideless]

I don't know...[a wincing pause, then an uneasy sound through the nose.] I wasn't awake the whole time...And I don't know what towns are where. I'm sorry.

[flightlessbird]

Oh. [ okay now the frown is starting.... until it's gone again with another thought! ]

Is North interesting?

[theguideless]

Uhm.

[a pause.]

It was really empty...

[flightlessbird]

Oh. [ third time's the charm! aaannnndd this time she just looks sad, how could you do this to her... ]

Then maybe I will not go North.

[theguideless]

[a pause. oh...why is she so bummed? it's weird. but--]

I'm sorry.

[flightlessbird]

Now why are you sorry?

[theguideless]

Um.

[UH--]

Well, I. I forgot to tell you I wasn't there, and...and I guess because...there's nothing good to do up north, anyway.

[flightlessbird]

Oh. [ huh, okay, yeah, she could see being annoyed at that... ] Well, I did not ask if you were still there, so maybe that is okay.

[theguideless]

[a little sound.]

So, if...it happens again. I'll remember to tell you. So you don't...waste your time.

[flightlessbird]

But my time was not wasted. [ almost like a question, because how does one even... waste.. time?? ] I was going North.

[theguideless]

[...]

Oh.

[flightlessbird]

Are you a warrior? [ no this is perfectly on topic what ]

[theguideless]

H-huh?

[hang on, he needs to jump tracks to this train of thought.]

Um. N...Not really. [slight pause. a little quieter, because he's not entirely sold, either:] I'm a hunter.

[flightlessbird]

Oh. Then why are you Martin, and not what means "hunter"?

[theguideless]

[huh? another pause.]

Be...because Martin is my name, not what I do.

[flightlessbird]

Then why does it mean "warrior", if you do not fight?

[theguideless]

[wait--]

My name means warrior?

[flightlessbird]

Yes, Martin said it does.

[theguideless]

[...]

Oh, you mean...the older one.

[flightlessbird]

I don't know. I mean Martin.

[theguideless]

Y-yeah, the...the Martin other than me. He's older.

[flightlessbird]

Then, yes, him. He does not seem like a warrior either.