IC contact for glencolareef

[cactusy]

CALLSIGN TO994M

[For private network chats, or in-person threads if she ends up traveling with anyone.]

Comments

[cactusy]

Answers.

I won't attack other than in self-defense. I come in peace or whatever.

[glencolans]

A pity that I don't, then.
Turn around.

[cactusy]

Do you think we're here by choice? Because we're not.

[glencolans]

Welcome to the club.
Ten seconds.

[cactusy]

If I back off, will you keep talking to me?

[glencolans]

Only if you're entertaining company.
Nine.

[cactusy]

[She doesn't answer, but she does start backtracking, curious to see if that will garner any kind of response.]

[glencolans]

Faster.
Eight.

[cactusy]

I'm not speeding through the jungle, there are sink holes and traps out here. How long have you been here?

[glencolans]

[In response, there's the telltale whistle of a crossbow bolt, followed moments later by a glancing hit, leaving Shaw with a minor injury. The angle suggests the bolt was fired from somewhere to the northwest.]

[cactusy]

[She's going to try to keep hold of that bolt, if she can!]

Stop. I'm going.

[glencolans]

[The crossbow bolt whistles off into the jungle after striking her, lost in the surrounding trees and underbrush.]

Not fast enough.
Consider, if this makes it easier for your small animal brain to comprehend:
You could die if you trip in a hole or a snare.
On the other hand, you will die if I decide I want to kill you.
The choice is yours.

[cactusy]

If you die here, do you come back to life?

[glencolans]

Do you want to find out?
:3

[cactusy]

I know what happens to me. I want to know what happens to you. Sounds like we're in the same boat.

[She's still walking steadily away from the structure! But still not moving overly quickly.]

[glencolans]

Sounds like more of a challenge to me.

[cactusy]

I've been here for a week and a half. Washed up on the beach, no explanation given. What's it been for you, years?

[glencolans]

[Another bolt flies over Shaw's head.]

[cactusy]

What is the point of this?

[glencolans]

Sending a message.
Or maybe I'm really trying to kill you and I just missed?
Is that something you want to gamble on?

[cactusy]

[If you wanted to kill me, I'd be dead.

She doesn't say it. But she almost does.]

The drones aren't you. Am I guessing right?

[glencolans]

Maybe they are and I got bored of them.
How would you tell, one way or the other?

[cactusy]

Why do you think I'm asking?

[glencolans]

Because your animal brain is too simple to figure it out yourself.

[cactusy]

What kind of brain do you have, an inorganic one?