un: sköld, @everyone | handwavey backdated a bit to a few days ago

[whipshots]

First point: if we know each other, can you please let me know you made it safely back to the village? This is faster than me running around knocking on everyone's doors and camping out on your front steps until I confirm it myself. (But I will do that too if you don't respond, jsyk.)

Second point: Does anyone have any experience or tips about the area to the south? Landmarks, wildlife, plants to avoid, things like that.


[FILTERED TO: THOR]
I'm sure you can take care of yourself, but you count as part of that check-in too, fyi.

Also, in better news, this is me telling you I need to take your measurements. (Don't make it weird, it isn't weird.)


[FILTERED TO: MAINE]
[ A pause, a consideration, as she weighs the fact that he lives up north and she'll be out of town for a bit too— ]

You've been helping me train this whole time, but I promise I have not forgotten our deal! When's the next time you're going to be in town?

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[relentlessness]

If I don't come back, do find my body?

[Obviously he can't help himself either.]

And what experience do you have in the wilds?

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[whipshots]

Don't worry, worse comes to worst I'll send the croc dogs searching for your body. :)

And a bit! We were driving around in a van -- did they have cars yet, in your time? -- so it wasn't always on foot, but we were often out in the European countryside, having to camp or stop over at little villages. We were out there more often than we were ever in cities, so I'm okay with it.

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[relentlessness]

That is perhaps the least reassuring things I've ever been told.

We had carriages. Drawn by horses. I suspect you don't mean a train car either. I was raised in a village, in the English countryside.

I hope to never return.