19. TEXT CHAT
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TEXT CHAT
Dead To Me: Foundry hasn’t got a nose anymore. Want a pic?
aCooooig: No.
Troy: I do. Send it to me privately.
Lodestar: What else hasn’t he got?
Dead To Me: No ears either. There’s a lot of gore, Star. It’s going to attract a cougar or a bobcat soon. It’s a miracle we haven’t already.
aCooooig: Bet it stinks.
Troy: It’s a good stink when it’s an enemy.
Lodestar: Hate to agree, but it is lol.
aCooooig: You’re gross.
Troy: We just have high nausea tolerances lmao.
Dead To Me: .
aCooooig: Great.
Troy: You safe if the wildlife is starting to encroach? They’re in hibernation though. Surely?
Dead To Me: That’s how bad the stink is lol. It’ll wake everything up in the vicinity soon.
aCooooig: Christ, are you safe?
Troy: Don’t insult her.
Lodestar: Of course she’s safe. It’s Dead To Me!
Dead To Me: I’d take a bow, but the only person who can see me is Foundry. Smythe’s eyes got eaten yesterday.
aCooooig: Oh Christ. I’m about to eat. I don’t need that imagery even if they fucking deserve it.
Troy: Don’t be a wimp.
aCooooig: I think I’ll accept that title for this conversation.
**aCooooig changes name to Wimp**
**Lodestar changes Wimp’s name to aCooooig**
Lodestar: You’re not a wimp. It’s not a bad thing to be intolerant to people’s faces being eaten by wild animals lol.
Lodestar: D, they’re dead, right?
Dead To Me: Foundry's got a couple hours left in him. Max. Not surprised this happened so fast tbh. They were literally open wounds. But the temperatures are frigid so I think they’re gonna freeze before the local animals get to enjoy a good meal.
Dead To Me: It’s a shame we couldn’t invite a scientist to this party to monitor what killed them first. There’s probably some kind of life lesson here.
aCooooig: Don’t piss off spies?
Lodestar: Hahahaha.
Lodestar: Right, we’re heading for Sunday dinner. So fuck off.
Dead To Me: I expect details.
Lodestar: You’ll get ‘em.
Lodestar: Stand by for evacuation, D.
Dead To Me: Copy that.
Troy: Later, fuckers.