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[cyberbunnyman]

Travel through the Badlands is challenging. They've been stuck with foot travel—having been a few days since they've found a car with gas—but they are still managing to make good time; the distant glow of a powered New York City has been on the horizon for two nights now. Food has been another challenge and it's been nearly 23 hours since he's found anything that wasn't contaminated. He could go a while longer before needing nutrition, but she was going to need something soon, which was why he was happy to find Milliways instead of the deserted food mart he'd been entering.

"Can I get a protein shake? And can I take food with me? Some kind of canned chili maybe?" He asks Bar as he sets his riffle against her; after pulling the magazine clip and engaging the safety, of course.

Millitimed to sometime in the last few days

[athelstanthescribe]

Athelstan is in the goat pen early in the morning, just waking up under a pile of baby goats.

Later on he'll extricate himself and go to wash his face and hands, and come back into the bar to be - well, let's be honest, not all that social, but not chasing people off.

Come by, talk to him, wonder why he's sleeping with the goats instead of in his room... Or catch him in the bar if you prefer, at which point his clothes will probably still smell of goat and hay.

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[hate_gettin_older]

[Upstairs, room 1001: "I just want you to know I didn't ask for this, okay?"