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Lucky Swirl
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>C, you’re tired
“I had a long day yesterday and I’m still pretty exhausted from traveling here, do you mind if we just sit and get to know each other better?”
Truffle nods and offers you a seat on the torn carpet and settles back into his chair with a contented grunt. “I was a bit of a DIY fiend before the war, stay at home dad and grandpa, most of the half-finished projects you’ll see round here are mine.”
The problem with living in a post-apocalyptic world is that everyone lost everything and it's hard to project an appropriate level of sympathy.
“Um, I’m sorry about...” You wave vaguely.
“S’alright. We’re all in this together, I consider everyone here my family.”
>Current civilization events
You tell Truffle stories about your life on the fringes of the outposts, most of which are controlled by the former wealthy who stockpiled enough food and allies to create an early base of operations. You roved in bands of zombies like yourself, scavenged, and occasionally had to fight other humans for resources.
>Current murder events
Truffle shakes his head when you timidly ask his opinion of the Phillip situation. “I can’t imagine anyone here would commit murder, we’ve been through enough. ‘Till we find the body and some hard evidence I’m not taking any sides.”
>Contamination from zombie virus
“That reminds me!” Truffle rustles around in a pile of junk and pulls out a bdsm style gag. “Mitzi asked me last night to make you a muzzle in case you want to get a little fur on skin action, and I remembered I had this old thing lying around. It’ll help for some peace of mind, eh? Let me know when you need it, might have to give it a bit of a wash.”
You make a face under your bandana. “Guess I can’t be on cooking duty if there’s a risk of infection.”
“That’s a good point, there’s still plenty to do. You can help me with the latrines any time, need to keep the fertilizer well stocked.”
“Are you the one I should ask about a worm cure? Not that it’s because you’re a pig or anything.”
Truffle chuckles. “No offense taken, and we’ve definitely had to come up with some home remedies from whatever herbs we can find. I’ll make a garlic brew tonight and as long as you don’t go around eating anything raw you should stay clean.”
>Fish production and increased protein output
“Speaking of meat, Carlos told me the fish in the pond are yours, kind of. If you’re an omnivore do you ever eat them? I would really appreciate some meat, occasionally.”
“Hmph.” Truffle strokes his bristles. “I’ve been upset about that thief, and there just aren’t enough fish to support two hungry mouths. A few more years and we’d have a better stock to draw on. I collect the pests that try to eat the garden, and I’ve had the idea to harvest earthworms and grubs, though I haven’t had the time to set anything up.”
You doze again while Truffle picks up his book, until he nudges you awake for lunch. Who do you want to go with for the afternoon?
A. Someone you know already (suggest)
B. Someone you haven’t met yet (suggest, can include the beasts who haven’t been mentioned)
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