[network] @Red, text; Morning of 116 [open]

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[In the morning, before the doors unlock for the day, Red spends time drawing a certain picture in the notepad app on the tablet. Interestingly enough, the drawing looks pretty good from an academic point of view: the lines are straight and care was taken to make the spaces in between notches even.

Then she posts it to the network, along with a text message.]

I am looking for this.
In real life it will be about five and a half feet long from handle to tip.
If anyone finds it, please let me know.

Additionally, I'm looking for anyone close to where I am.
According to the map, I'm in the northwest corner, near the park.
Nothing's wrong, it's just a bit lonely to travel alone.

Comments

@red, text

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[That's 0/2 for Red's interactions with men named Royce.]

I don't have much right now to make a good reward.
Maybe food?

[bywolves]

You'd better find something better than that.

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Pardon me for not preparing for the possibility of being ripped away from my home without the proper resources.
I shall do a better job of being prepared for the unimaginable next time.

[bywolves]

[ Oho, he likes the attitude. The grin is apparent in his voice when he responds. ] You're pardoned.

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How gracious of you.
And while am I searching for a worthy reward, who should I be preparing it for?

[IE tell her your name, so she knows who to watch out for later.]

private;

[bywolves]

Duster. [ And now, he's going to private text, very... slowly, because he's still learning how to: ] I would tske food as a trade. I'm not stupid enoujh to keep a weapon I cant us.e.