[Video]

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

[Indrani's wearing one of Pietro's robes, which looks like a normal enough item of clothing to her Wastelander eyes. The one she's picked is a bit big for her, and her communicator's clearly propped on something and pointed at her while she makes sure it'll stay on.]

So this is pretty cool. Good job, uh, clothes guy.

[She's heard enough complaints about being stuck naked that she's sympathetic, even if it's her first time through the wringer.]

Did I miss anything fun? Also, did we win? And did someone maybe get my guns? I like my guns.

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[Video]

[cantcatchme]

[Pietro's expression is so smug it'll make your teeth hurt.]

Thank you.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

Oh, hey Todd's friend.

[She might or might not actually know Pietro's name.]

[cantcatchme]

[...ouch. Got some ointment for that burn, Indrani? Pietro's eyebrow twitches at being demoted to just Todd's friend, of all things.]

Pietro.

And I'll have you know I made those robes by hand, thanks.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

Yeah? Huh, hadn't thought about that, but I'm betting that's not normal in most worlds.

[She learns something new every day. About less exploded universes.]

[cantcatchme]

You bet it's not normal. Especially being able to make that many in a week, thankyouverymuch. It's better than normal.

[He sniffs, totally offended by everything right now.]

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

[Pissing him off was an accident when she started, but now it's funny.]

Maybe that's why they feel all homey. I guess some prewar scrounge is made by machines, but everything I'm used to is more this kinda caliber.

[cantcatchme]

[And, to be fair, Pietro has raised being offended at stupid stuff to an art form.]

They're very well made, thankyouverymuch!

[Video]

[erranthero]

Heya.

[Kerra waves, and then rubs the back of her head.]

Dunno about your guns, but we won. We're minus one mountain, though.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

Huh. Well, lucky I don't like mountains much. They don't have a good track record around me.

[erranthero]

Fair enough. Sorry about your guns. Unless Skywalker or Sandman got them out, they're buried, as far as I know.

Gimme some parts and I'll make you a new one, though.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

I usually do my own tinkering.

[Around here it seems like guns are the only machines she should be allowed to touch. Stupid fancy technology.]

I just like those guns. I got that revolver off a sleazebag bastard who wanted me to blow up my adopted hometown after I shot him in the face, y'know? Memories.

[erranthero]

Sorry about that, then.

[It's kind of her fault.]

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

Nah, don't worry. What else is gonna happen to them if I do junk like this? I'll miss them is all.

[Video]

[catchingflies]

[Have a beaming and relieved Toad, Indrani. He even looks a little shaky at the sight of her, horror of horrors.]

Yer back! Hey! Good! Uh, I'm gonna come getcha, okay? Me'n Thing'n Dogmeat. I know where your guns are, but, uh.

[Smile falters, here.]

It's gonna be hard to get 'em back.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

[Aw, she didn't think about scaring him. Oops.]

Um, I do know where town is, but I guess if you're somewhere around...

[Getting picked up from the ship sounds kinda fun, especially with the ridiculous pets in tow, but it's a lot of trouble to go to.]

So, uh, how's it going?

[catchingflies]

I wanna see you, okay? So I'm comin' to get you. You can ride Thing One with me, he's big enough now. And Dogmeat probably don't wanna wait, either.

[And regardless of her reservations, from the video feed she can see he's already on his way out the door, the animals following after him. His only real answer to her question is an awkward pause, while he hops up onto Thing One's back, and then:]

It's going. I guess.

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[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

Uh, okay, guess I'll see you when you're here.

[She shrugs, shuts off the communicator, and goes to find someplace to wait for the little weirdo. She finds a console to tinker with, so she's not totally bored. She's still there when he arrives, humming a bit to herself and occasionally breaking into the actual words in a deeply dreadful voice.]

I've lost all ambition
For Worldly Acclaim...
I just want to be the one you love...
And with your admission
That you feel the same
I'll have reached the goal I'm dreaming of...
Believe me...

I don't want to set the world on fire...
I just want to start...
A flame in your heart...

[catchingflies]

[Todd comes in, trailing both large furry animals, and wanders the halls a little before the singing finally leads him to where she's playing around. He looks a bit skeptical at her, but he's got a tin ear pretty much, himself, so he just asks dubiously,]

... what're you singin'?

[Hey, it's better than launching himself at her and hugging. Which he might've done, if it hadn't just taken him an hour and a half to get here and find her.]

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

[Dogmeat leaps on her and demands both petting and licking privileges, but she does her best to talk around him, smiling at Todd.]

One of Three Dog's songs. He runs the radio back home, and he collects prewar records to play. I sometimes don't even know I'm doing it, actually. It's burned in my brains or something.

[video]

[girlworthfighting]

Welcome back. It's good to have you with us again.

As for your questions, I don't think anything of great significance - or "fun" - has happened in the meantime. I couldn't say about your weapons, though. I'm sorry.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

It's cool. Todd says he does. I know it's kinda stupid to get sentimental over guns, but I am. Glad I didn't miss anything major, though!

[girlworthfighting]

Believe me, I sympathize. Right now I'm trying to track down what became of my sword after the battle.

...You weren't planning on going to Kaylee and Luke's wedding, were you?

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

Aw, dangit. I wanted to see one of those.

[Weddings aren't really a thing back home.]

I'll... What do you do if you miss a wedding?

[girlworthfighting]

Good question. Send a gift anyway, and a letter with your congratulations? At least that would be my guess.

[iwanttosettheworldonfire]

That sounds right, I guess?

[Etiquette is another thing Wastelanders don't go in for much.]

Bah. Had to be dead right then.