cape_kore | first shot → video → day 103

[ It's fairly early when Allison poses her question to the network. Not obnoxiously so, just a little earlier than most would expect a teenager to be up of her own accord. She's already been for a run and there's a little evidence to show as much. She's just a little puffed, breathing returning to it's normal rate, and the clothes she's scavenged from the house aren't an ideal fit, but they're still closer to gym gear than the dress she'd arrived in (thanks scientists). Her hair is piled up in a loose bun on the top of her head, cheeks still just a little flushed, and she's only just at the door. She really should go inside and get herself sorted first, but network etiquette 101 is escaping her right now - and besides, the question is important.

There's a friendly smile at least, and for a moment she just eyes the feed a little, unsure of how to start. Finally it comes with a light clear of her throat and a sheepish look at the device on her wrist. ]

So I really hope this thing is working, or I'm going to look like an idiot. [ She laughs, a little awkward, and moves to sit down on the porch. The video jerks in response to the movement, but settles again once she does. ] I just have a quick question, nothing too taxing I promise.

[ She glances away for a second, a little stuck for how to pose the question without sounding like she's up to something, but finally just decides to bite the bullet. Everyone needs to defend themselves, right? That sea monster sure proved that. ]

I'm looking for a bow. Mine got...left behind, I guess, and I'd just- I'd feel a lot more comfortable if I had one. If anyone knows where there might be something like that around town or...God, even if you know how to make one, I'd really appreciate the pointers.

[ She pauses again, all awkward awkward Allison, and she's about to add something else.

Unfortunately at that point, the feed cuts out. Or perhaps fortunately, for the people listening. At that rate, they were going to be there all day. ]

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[ Damn it she's bad at this. The moment Ellen offers more she smiles, and just like that it's done. She can't even try to pretend to be hardass bargain driver - she's damn good at other things, but this skill eludes her completely. Still, she's gotten somewhere right? She just shrugs and doesn't bother to hide it as she smiles, brushing some hair out of her face as she nods. ]

Thank you. Like, really. When I get started on those bows I'll let you know, okay?

Just stop by the bar. I'll be here.

[She lives in the bar. It's just like home.]

Great. I'll be there, soon as I'm done.

[ Pleasantly surprised about how all of that turned out, she pauses for a moment before quickly adding on. ] I'm..Allison, by the way. It's nice to kinda meet you, as nice as it can be here, anyway.

I'm Ellen.

Take care of yourself, kid and if you need any help, don't hesitate to ask, alright?

[ Well, that's...really not something she's all that used to. That's a far, far stretch from 'clinically and unemotionally', from every life lesson her parents have tried to ingrain in her. she's been brought up to be self-sufficient, to be a leader, and she is. She's far stronger these days than she ever was before she learned this, and yet-

- and yet she still finds herself smiling when Ellen offers her help, and she doesn't quite know what to do with that. Allison is an absolute mess of parent issues, she's got them all, and she is...not touching them with a ten foot pole right now, so instead she just tightens her smile slightly and gives a quick nod. ]

If, anything comes up, sure. I'll get in touch. [ no she won't ] ...Thanks.

[The best leaders know when they need help, and know how to ask for it. Ellen's been around loners and separatists for a good portion of her life. She knows how this works.]

I'll be at the bar, kid. I'll see you around.

[She shuts off the feed and shakes her head.]

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