[network] @ordo; audio; Night 185 [open] [cw: language]

[hangfire]

[The microphone crackles for a moment, Lutha struggling to get his tablet in place to speak properly. His voice is just as sullenly tired as usual, though his words have taken a sharp, cross tone.]

Oi. We need to talk.

Last I checked, there's over two dozen of us wandering around this nightmare trap by the museum. Still no food source. Shouldn't be a problem if we have that many people to go in and out, except getting rations takes time, and we can't just have two or three people working on it blindly. Yeah, I know, we just fucking talked about this, what, two weeks ago? But we need some better damn coordination than what we have right now or guess what? You'll all starve to death.

Look. If you're still stuck in this damn maze of tunnels, regardless of what the fuck you're doing, then say something here. We need a damn head count. If you don't want to say specifics about where exactly you are, then just don't. Not my business. I just need to know amounts.

If you're bothering to run rations for anyone in here, either say something here or just talk to me privately. How much you can carry and how fast you can get through this place without hurting yourself are key, and keep in fucking mind it takes almost an entire week to get from that museum to food and back.

[A pause. He lets out a tight breath, a muffled sound against the mic as he rubs at his face with his hand.]

And if you're even thinking to come over here to join the mess of people already crawling through here, use your head a little. Don't just add to the people that are already fighting for food unless you have someone around here to actually back you up reasonably.

Can we just fucking do that much? Alright? Sound easy enough?

[He doesn't answer that before the feed ends.]

Comments

@expostfacto; voice

[whatjupitercouldnt]

With the number of people you have there I'm surprised it hasn't turned into a monster deathtrap yet.

[A good part of why she's been staying away. Too many people, too chaotic, too... it just seemed like a bad idea. Still, there's every sign its their best way forward, so... ugh.]

I left some food near the entrance a few days ago. Might still be there if nobody's gotten to it yet. I can also try picking that up again if it'd help. A relay system might help get supplies there faster.

@ordo; audio

[hangfire]

Ran into one already. Robot of some kind, looked like it had... I don't know, hair and skin at some point. [There's a brief shudder, but he quickly continues.] If we keep adding more people, I don't see how this could end up going any other way. They're only going to keep popping up with crowds around, right?

[There's a pause while she makes her request.]

No to the first. Sounds like someone else is heading to the entrance already to pick something else up, so if what you have is still there, it might work better to leave it to them for now and busy yourself with something else.

Where are you now?

@expostfacto; voice; the location is a ballpark figure I'm only caught up to 180 with her atm

[whatjupitercouldnt]

[Something in what he describes makes her stiffen very slightly. It could entirely be coincidence. And yet, she'd heard about the appearances that anomalies could take...]

West side of the residential district. Was thinking of heading downtown to check further on how food is restocking.

[a beat]

The anomaly you ran into. What... color was the hair?

[hangfire]

[Well, that's not the followup question he was expecting.]

What color? The fuck... It was red. Like the orange edges of a flame.

Why does it matter?

[whatjupitercouldnt]

[There's a moment where a filter get slapped up. It's not the most particularly sensitive information here, but it's still not something she wants tossed around. And if she's right, she'd rather talk to Quark about it, not him just overhear it casually.]

There's just something I want to confirm. Were the eyes red?

[All the same, if she's wrong, it's not anything this guy needs to know anyway.]