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[willzapyou]

Stop congratulating yourself. I cannot believe you dared resurrect those villainous heathens again. Did we not learn our lesson the last time? Apparently not. Of course, I suppose it was far too much to hope for, you learning anything.

And back to the grind, are we? Lovely. Slogging about in the remotest wilderness ever imagined, no clean water, no bloody running water, God; no decent food, no decent...anything. The unmigitated gall--! Had I wanted to "rough it", I'd have gone to Brooklyn.

I do hope you come to your damned senses, and soon. Before I go entirely insane. And, given the company in this hellbred zoological experiment, may be sooner than you think.

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[ladiesdont]

Ah, but do they ever? Come to their senses.

[willzapyou]

I suppose I was a fool to even consider the possibility. Typical, just typical.

[ladiesdont]

Vexing in the extreme, when they care to be.

Forgive my manners, have we been introduced? Sariah Collins.

[willzapyou]

How do you do. Christine Phillips.

Am I to construe you're dealing with a similar dilemma, then? If so, my most profound sympathies.

[ladiesdont]

And you have mine. She's behaving as though I haven't been here all the time, just waiting for her to think of something to do instead of dither. I simply got bored of waiting.

[willzapyou]

Oh, I know. I was quite content where I was, Nordstrom's, I do believe, and the next thing I know, I'm back in this Godforsaken place, forced to gallivant about with these unwashed, uncouth miscreants--! It's simply intolerable!

[Obviously, Christine has Opinions. And doesn't mind sharing.]

[ladiesdont]

Oh, you poor dear. I do hope the plans include nothing too...untoward.

[Sariah is pretty sure she's found her heterosexual life partner.]

[willzapyou]

They'd bloody better not. [Else the shrieks will echo off every mountain range in a million mile radius.]

[ladiesdont]

[The only appropriate reaction!]

I think we both deserve tea, after the trying days we have had.

[willzapyou]

[A snort.]

To hell with the tea, trot out the Scotch for this abysmal idiocy.