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[There's a face peering at the device, frowning. Nose wrinkled, frustration in her eyes and a quickness to her tone. A hint of a short temper and a slight sense of worry. An urgency found only in the voice of people used to being on the run. She fights to keep her expression neutral, aiming for boredom. It comes off as impatience and annoyance.

She's outside, blue sky behind her and the sound of water nearby. The hum of a breeze just in the background.]

I want answers. I don't know where I am or how I got here. Last thing I remember, I was on a bus to Alaska.

[No, she wasn't. She was on her way to New Mexico but who knew if the Shop was listening or not. Better to be dishonest and safe than honest and dead.]

What happened? Who brought me here and why? The sooner I find out, the better. [A pause as she looks around, trying to gain some information as she does so. A sign of where she is or a way out.]

I really, really can't be here. It's important that I continue my trip.

[And there's fumbling with the device before it stops recording.]

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Lotta things are important. You gotta keep your head down, though. He's here and he's angry.

[What the fuck is this shit?]

Who's 'he'? This is the first I've heard of there being a 'he' I have to look out for.

Better off not knowin'. Just find some cover.

Find some...[Hear that? She might have just facepalmed.] Okay. Whatever you say.

Who are you, anyway?

None a your business. I gotta watch out for myself, too, you know.

Makes sense. [She knows how that goes.] Good luck with that.

Listen just... you see a bald motherfucker dressed like a pirate lawyer, you get your ass to safety. He might claim to wanna help you, but he just wants to make you like him. You get inta any trouble, you call for help over the wrist thingy.

I know plenty of people like that. Not the pirate lawyer...thing. Just dishonest motherfuckers who want to be your friend only to do something awful to you later.

He never really tried to be my friend, but that doesn't mean he won't try it on someone else.

You just get here?

Good thing I don't trust easily.

Yeah. Few hours ago.

Well... sorry if you came from somewhere nice like most of 'em. Congrats if you came from a shithole like I did.

We'll say it was a mix of both with heavy quantities of shit.

Right. Well... Sorry-lations to you, then!

You'll be alright, 'long as you don't disappear.

Sounds ominous. What happens then?

Dunno, but the ones that come back are all crazycakes.

Fabulous.

Yeah, don't disappear. Good luck.

[ And he hangs up, because there was totally a fucking noise in the closet! ]

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