old muse isn't thrilled about recent conversations with a PSL partner

[lovesaidno]

Relax. I get it, you're excited. I'm excited about getting to stretch my legs again, believe me. But we left off in a good place, you know? I was happy.

No, I know you could fit a ton of backstory into the space before that happened. There's six years worth of blank space, you could come up with anything you wanted. Think about that. Anything.

... and you're thinking more zombies? You've got to be out of your mind. Thanks but no thanks, we've been through that whole routine before. If I'm coming back for another go around, I'm going to Hawaii.

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[onlyonethatszen]

Hawaii? Good luck with that, kid. You ain't gonna make it that far.

[lovesaidno]

All I need is somewhere with an airport. That isn't too much to ask, right?

[onlyonethatszen]

You look outside lately?

[lovesaidno]

If a bombed out prison facility crawling with monsters managed to have two working airplanes, post-apocalyptic America's got to have one.

Er, wait-- hang on, is it post-apocalyptic America we're talking about, here? I don't even know what year it's supposed to be.

[... Give him a second.]

That's besides the point, anyway! I'm not going when or wherever it is, I'm going to Hawaii.

[onlyonethatszen]

You're lucky if you find a car with gas in it without a walker biting down on ya. An airplane? Shit, keep on dreamin'.

[needlenose]

Tch, zombies. They ain't so tough.

[Well, for him anyway. You smaller, weaker humans might have some issues. None of which are really his problem, so good luck with that.]

[lovesaidno]

[He can hold his own just fine, thanks. Er, most of the time. It's the crazy tentacle-ladies with syringes of virus samples they just so happen to keep handy that you've got to worry about. Honest.]

I'm not even allowed to keep my guns, though! [He really likes those!] I wouldn't mind if-- well, okay, no. I'd still prefer Hawaii. But it'd be nice to have those if I was going to get dumped into some zombie wasteland anyway.

[needlenose]

What, you ain't any good with your fists?

[Or a crowbar, or a lead pipe, or a hammer, heck even a tree branch or something.]

[lovesaidno]

[Horror. All of it.]

You let them get close enough for that?

[needlenose]

I ain't dealin' with no zombies. Even if I was, nothin' can hurt me!

[...not...entirely true, but what tough guy worth his salt goes around spoutin' off about his weaknesses?]

[madenheaven]

You might not want to go with 'anything', Steve. Muns aren't known for restraint and you might find yourself neck deep in ghosts instead of zombies.

[ Have a big sympathetic smile. ]

[mini_wesker]

You would probably be safe there for a while. Boss doesn't like volcano's for some reason. [And even though she should report it if she sees Burnside, well guess what? She keeps forgetting to, hey the unwilling labrats have to stick together right?]

Though I know for a fact you'd probably want to stay off the East Coast of the States, and Asia.