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How do you lot fucking do it? It just doesn't go away, does it? It just hangs around, like a bloody unwelcome guest, making life more difficult in any way it can.

[Someone's quite obviously drunk, if the slight slur in her tone and the clink of a bottle against stone is anything to go by.]

I've had everything from broken bones to gun shots to - to this one fucking time, I swear he did it on purpose, Gluttony got himself crushed under a fucking Yukon, didn't get the rigging right and the next thing you know, he's pinned under the bloody thing. Lungs re-inflating is not a pretty thing to sit through - never should have let the bastard near another car after that, but Pride was bitching about honest mistakes - but at least it was quick.

This is just - it's still here! I'm not sure being drunk is worth this.

[Irish Gaelic + Translated Text]

Megamind, sweetheart, I can't seem to find my way back. Might have to be spending the night here.

[Ryn's not only drunk more than she probably should have, she's healed more than was likely wise, with her powers dulled. Which means she's sitting in the hallway somewhere between the clinic and the barracks, a bottle of alcohol in one hand, the other in a sling, and looking a bit beat up.]

Riah, are you still up for showing me how to be using the forge?

[She's got a pile of metal she's been sitting on, and she figures it's time to do something the fuck about that.]

To those of you on my team for the melee, just putting in a head's up that I'm a healer, so don't be surprised if you find your injuries taken care of during the battle.

If you've need of me for anything big, give a shout and I'll be there, though likely as not you'll not have to be bothering, as I'm planning on monitoring the hell out of the lot of you.

Unless one of you specifically tells me not to, of course.

[She pauses for a moment.]

Also, is it just me, or did someone decide to be going on a fucking kidnapping spree? Don't think we ever got this many people in one day even back in the damn facility.

[And she can be found wandering the grounds, inspecting the new people, though she's doing her best not to be too hopeful about seeing anyone she knows. ALL OF THE 4TH WALLING IS MY WANT.]

I've heard there's a doctor on staff here, but I've not met you yet. Should you actually be checking these things, I'm a healer, and I'd like to offer my services if you've any need for them.

[Not that Ryn's trusting any of the staff here, but she's been here too long with not much useful to do to be picky at the moment.]

For anyone else, in case I've not met you yet, m'name's Ryn. Like I said, I'm a healer, if you're wanting anything taken care of, all you need to do is let me know.

[She pauses.]

Unless it's a fucking emergency, though, it better be at a decent time. Not about to drag myself out of bed for a bloody sprained ankle.

And I thought these goddamn things couldn't get creepier. Has anyone else come up with a better idea for why these things look like people they shouldn't, yet? Because I've still just got that this creep's been watching us before we got here, long enough to know what their faces look like, and that's just unsettling as hell.

[There's a pause there.]

If one more fucking pumpkin whines at me for not saving them or bitches at me about something I don't even fucking understand, I'm just smashing the lot of them.

Actually, shit, I think I'll just do that anyway.

[She'll be leaving the line of pumpkins for the people here entirely alone, though. She'll not be smashing anything that looks like her, or any of the other people here, until she knows the effect that destroying it will have. Random NPC pumpkins, though, sure. Reply via journal, or pester her while smashing?]

You’ve got to be shitting me. Once wasn’t enough? I’ve got to be uprooted from my life and shoved into some place with people in charge who are claiming it’s for my own good but really they don’t give a fuck twice? Or is this actually the place people go when they’ve been ‘rehabilitated’? Because I’ve gotta say, I prefer the facility. At least there we had electricity.

And also? Why the hell are you picking on us? We’re not a major player. We’re not even a secondary player. Shit, go pick on the New Era or the Fists or the fucking Suits. And why me? I’m retired, damn it, it’s not gonna be making that big of an impact. Why not Pride? Everyone’d fall apart without Pride making decisions. ‘Ahh, Pride’s not here to tell us what to eat for breakfast today, we’re doomed!’ ‘Oh, let’s go ask Wrath, she’ll know what to do.’ The hell would I be knowing what to do?

[There’s a pause as she realizes she’s gone on a bit of a tirade.]

Look. If I break the law again, will you send me back?

[The tone of her voice says she doesn’t expect an answer, and she sighs.]

Tell me the rest of this place isn’t as medieval as the room I woke up in? Irritating as it’s going to be having to rebuild my shop, it’ll be even worse without one at all.

[She doesn’t sound very hopeful about that, either.]

I’m going to have to ride a horse to the village or whatever to buy my groceries and shit, aren’t I?

Hell.

Is there at least ocean access here?

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