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[jettisons]

[Bellamy looks exhausted, but by now, there's nothing new about that. His hair is a mess and there are bags under his eyes, but hey, at least he ditched his jacket. Small improvements.]

My name's Bellamy Blake.

[Hey guys, hope you're all doing great, but Bellamy is allergic to polite smalltalk apparently, so he jumps right in.]

Wyver expects us to earn our keep, and we're not exactly drowning in food like we were in Olympia. I'm trying to organize some hunting parties, bring back as much as we can carry. Something tells me not all of us know how to hunt, so I'll teach you if you're willing to put in the work and share what you kill. Any basic survival training you need, I'll help you out.

[That's it, mostly. Except:]

If you're not comfortable leaving the city, don't. We don't need anyone else getting hurt.

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[saucius]

You're not allowed to get stomped, clawed or chewed on.

[ Just basic survival guidelines, you can thank her later on. ]

[jettisons]

So if I die some other way, I'm in the clear?

[saucius]

No dummy, you'll be dead.

[jettisons]

[Bellamy actually smiles a little. Shocking!]

I'll be fine. I didn't think you were the type to worry.

[saucius]

I don't worry, I become increasingly exasperated at people's inability to stay alive.

[ She worries a lot. ]

Let me know if there's something you can't take out, but need to.

[jettisons]

You know, I can't tell if you're screwing with me or not.

[saucius]

Don't die and find out.

[ Please?? ]

Other than that, how're you liking Wyver?

[jettisons]

They haven't shot us or slit our throats yet.

[So, not much.]

[saucius]

Wait, who could slit your throats or shoot you? Are there natives out there?