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[prizeneck]

[At the equivalent of 03:45 AM, you're getting a voice message because fuck your text feature. ]

Right, question.

Actually two.



First: Imagine you're being chased for a long time. You're unarmed, and yer injured. About to keel over. You can only carry one thing as you're running: a cell phone [a pause, and a rustle - he's waving his hand] or whatever you people use to communicate; or some food.

Which one do you take, and why?



Second question: who here can deal with high tech gadgets? I got a thing that needs checking before we head to the next mission.

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[prizeneck]

You’d use a brittle material as a weapon? You’re not telling me something, here.

And yeah, there are normal motorbikes or bicycles. Ain’t an expert, but I’ll tell you that those don’t fly. Not unless you have some sort of cutting-edge tech up your sleeve.

[At that last part though, he frowns. While he’s not an adept of killing - it just isn’t his style and death always seems too easy an escape for the people he deals with.]

Sounds like you’re a soldier, but not a killer. That correct?

[private from here on out]

[northerndragon]

The stories of what's coming are so old that half the men at home don't believe them. Why would I expect anyone here to? Dragonglass is no good for ordinary weapons, but it kills the White Walkers and the Army of the Dead, where good steel is useless.

All soldiers are killers, whether they like it or not — or they must be prepared to be. I command them now, but I was a soldier in my turn.

[prizeneck]

You're traveling through time on a spaceship stranded on a flying fish. What are these White Walkers? Some kind of Unit?

[northerndragon]

[Point.]

What's a Unit?

The White Walkers are soldiers that come down from the far North. They look a little like men from a distance, but they aren't men, and there aren't many of them. They raise the dead to fight for them, and they're hard to kill. Fire kills a wight, dragonglass kills a wight, a rare sort of blade kills a wight, but the White Walkers may be immune to fire.

Their army is 100,000 strong.

[prizeneck]

A group. Sometimes part of an army specialized in one thing. Other times a militia. Like... [What was it that the regal speaking girl had said...] "sell swords"?

Ever heard of zombies? [Can you tell he's frowning?]

oh hey pretend those last few were in the right typeface for voice! I hecked up.

[northerndragon]

Zombies?

[He sounds baffled, but when he continues, it's more rueful and exhausted.]

No, I've never heard of them. But I have heard of sellswords. I don't think they'd be of much help against the White Walkers unless they understood that they were fighting for themselves as much as anyone else.

no problemo I imagined it would be like that

[prizeneck]

[A shift. This guy really comes from a place where all references are off. It's intriguing.]

A monster. Well, a myth. Undead rising to walk again and... eat brains, I guess. [You can tell he's no expert on this. The most experience he had with any of the sorts were people so drugged up they couldn't even feel pain and were influenced to attack him.]

If they're that big a threat, why are they not easily convinced?