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[truesight]

So... Hi.

[ man it's tricky starting these things, isn't it? well, it wasn't the first time. but that was before she turned into a manic not-zombie for about a week, so. eh. anyway! she's not sick anymore, but she still looks a little worse for wear. she sounds tired, voice rough from screaming once she really started to lose it. she almost only went on voice instead, but she's not really the type to hide. even if the right side of her face is marked up still, dark scars of long scratches she gave herself while she was sick, trying to get the buzzing noise in her head to stop. the nanites might've amped her body's ability to heal, but traces of the Flare aren't completely gone just yet. STILL.

Rachel's been stuck in bed for too long, and if she can offer something helpful? she's going to do it. and no she's not thinking of the long-term, but she probably is going to leave the offer open for more than just this. compensation? what's that? ]

I know everybody's busy cleaning up and getting things back to normal, and I'm not, um, there yet with the being able to help thing, so... I thought I'd offer something I can do. [ taptaptaptap her fingers drum on the flat of her sketchbook, off screen ] The Porter, or whatever, gave me the power of being able to pull the things I draw off the page and make them real. Only stuff, and food, not animals or anything too complex, but. If anybody got reckless while they were sick, like I did, I guess I'm just offering to replace anything that might've gotten broken or destroyed because of all this.

Or- anything, I don't know. Clothes, food, supplies for rebuilding. Pretty much anything. I'd just like to help. [ she pulls on a grin, her hand moving up to absently scratch her face but aaaah no nope not doing that ] Just let me know, yeah? I was thinking about heading to the park later on, so I can meet people there, or- Wherever. Just let me know.

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[bassriff]

I'm thinking both, depending on how you wanna look at it. The freakin' glob machine's still out of control, go figure it'd bring in a bad mix like that.

[truesight]

Too bad that the Porter is probably our ticket home, otherwise I'd say it should probably just be dismantled at this point. I don't really get why they keep it around if it brings things, and people, that just end up trying to destroy the city in some way.

[bassriff]

Maybe they're that desperate to get an edge on the Russians?

[truesight]

Maybe.

[ Rachel's "meh" face continues to be very "meh" for a long time, but eventually she shakes her head ]

War makes people a little dumb, that's not new. I just hope we get some time to fix this place up before the next insane thing happens. [ a beat ] Which is not the kind of wishful thinking I usually go for, but having a second to heal up would be cool.

[bassriff]

[she winces at the mention of what war does to people - that's definitely true. moving on]

Man, I'd just kick back and relax. That weirdness was crazy even for this place, right? I bet even the people who've been here forever were going like what.

Rate things go, we've got plenty of time until the next big thing we can't sit out.

[truesight]

I'm not great at the whole "sitting out" thing.

[ she doesn't sound sheepish exactly, but she's aware that that's one of those answers that gets all kinds of eyerolls. but eh! this city is fulla "hero types" so maybe her brand of enthusiasm or willingness or whatever isn't all that uncommon ]

But anyway. I'm guessing you didn't get sick?

[bassriff]

[for her part, Marceline just shrugs. she knows the type, she's not about to give Rachel shit for it.]

Nah. I was in New York when it started, figured I'd just wait it out... Anyway, I don't think it'd have gotten me. Undead perks.