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I'm sorry you got no one. I'm not busy, I'm not good at conversations or hobbies or small talk or in depth analysis or have a particularly good voice or repertoire of knowledge or experience or anything but I can be a present body if you want to hang out..

Now, now, I'm not about to ask you your qualifications to spend time with me. Do you like to read? Have you often been to the library? We can meet there, if you'd like.

I'm restless. Myrtle and Durin aren't yet back from their mission. Istina is sleeping, which is good, as she and her squad had a long day and she could use the rest, and Meteor has taken the other children out camping. I cannot focus on my writing, as I'm worried about Myrtle, and Stitch—I mean, Minimalist locked his door and won't answer to my knocking!

THANK YOU HOW ARE YOU.

Though I don't really know many people that use weapons. Let alone firearms. But still. This is unrelated, as I know now you will have to explain more, but you have a gentle dialect despite the directness of your statements. It reads quite nicely, smooth.

...Ahem. Thank you. For the compliment, I mean. I'm a writer, if I'd failed to mention that. My tongue may well take cues from my pen, if only by habit.

How do I pronounce No3ëmka? I don't know how you did that I'm sorry.

pɐˈzʲɵmkə would be the IPA pronunciation. I don't know if that's helpful to you, it's been helpful to me because of all the languages I've learned. It's, uh...Pa, like father, zee, ohm, ka. Pa-zee-ohm-ka, with emphasis on the ohm. Does that help?

I checked your blog and saw your name. HI!

Oh, I just read the next sentence. So yes, you don't have a Seattle or a U.S. that is okay, I will ask for analogues to share later. Hydda, Avdotya, I am aware of the basics of Rhodes' field missions, yes. Not to the contents within them, but in the nebulous sense of them. Has it been a good eventful? Have you returned to the ship? If you stay at it, I mean.

Still, if you're familiar, I can afford to be less vague. I've been working with the Sargonian survey corps. I'm an independent field operator, of the sniper designation. Most of my work is not so flashy, per my own request. Are you familiar with Myrtle, perhaps? That would save me a lot of explanation.

I'm Avdotya. My week has been eventful, as it frequently is at Rhodes Island. The Durins have all been taking field missions—ah, you wouldn't know what that means, would you? I'll spare you the lengthy elaboration. It's been an anxious week.

Candid photo y'say? Hmm, now that's a mighty fine idea actually. I should get Echo's good side, or maybe even Vicky's...Anyhow, sounds like they must be some good friends there, these Durins. Good to have friendly neighbors, or so I would imagine. What do you 'n them do for fun in your neck of the woods?

For...fun? I don't. Not...willingly, at least. The Durins are another story. They're a...rowdy bunch. Thrill-seeking drunkards. They would often drag me along with their festivities, and that would be more than enough for me. I am more than comfortable spending time alone with a book, or with my pen. I'm a writer, if I failed to mention that.

hahaa well i can't really say from experience or anything... i'm not exactly an expert on the subject, either. i usually just order whatever my friends are drinking :p

Ah. So it's not like Zeruertza. It makes sense that the Durins would be pushier about their alcohols. For them, fence-sitting is absolutely not allowed. You pick a hill, and you die upon it—unless the competitor makes a new drink good enough to draw your allegiance, and then you pick that hill to die upon.