Week 1, Day 1 of Take Aim & Give

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[ This Murmur post comes through edged with a jittery mix of nerves and excitement, dulled slightly by a thread of exhaustion. The image of Sharon that flickers into view carries a kind of easy, almost lazy professionalism. ]

For those who don't know me, I'm Sharon da Silva, and I'm here on behalf of Silco to ask if anyone's interested in helping build out safe rooms across the city. His idea is to have places people can duck into when things go south. Somewhere fortified, stocked with a bit of supplies, first aid, maybe a place to sleep. Not meant for long-term stays, just enough to hold out until help can get there.

You don't have to contribute to use them, obviously, but the more hands we've got, the faster this gets done. And there's plenty to do—scouting locations, reinforcing them, stocking supplies, maintaining them, marking them on maps. It's a lot of work, but these places could end up being the difference between life and death. For any of us.

[ She hesitates just a beat, then adds: ] And for those of you who are new, things will go south. [ A breath leaves her, and there's a faint flush of embarrassment that ripples through the feed. ] I once ended up locked in a bank vault. Would not recommend.

[ She leans back slightly as she starts to wrap things up. ] If you've got questions, comments, concerns—drop 'em here. Someone involved will get back to you. Or you can reach out to Silco directly if you'd rather talk to the man with the plan. And if anyone wants something in return for helping out, aside from you know, doing a good thing and helping everyone in the city, I can offer a taste of home. Canned food gets old fast, and I've gotten pretty damn good at recreating meals from people's memories.

[ With that, she flashes a small, cheeky, if tired grin, and the post cuts out. ]

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Comments

private.

[sorte]

[ he's laughing... with her, absolutely with her! very good natured. ]

Oh my, a bank vault? That sounds like a great story.

[ but then, his voice is more serious offering a sincere compliment. he sounds proud. ]

Well done here, Sharon. I can offer you supplies for first aid amongst other things if you tell what you'd like in there— although I can't read the medicine bottles and packaging, so you'll have to verify those things.

[oversize]

I'm new, put me to work. ( he sounds amused, but not disingenuous. )

Whatever is the toughest, or whatever others want to do the least, I'll do that. Idle hands, something something, and all that.

[potentialman]

If you let me know where they go up, keeping maps current would be easy to manage as part of what I already do anyway. I'd definitely want to get them noted when I give people the map via the Murmur, but I do also try to maintain some physical copies with all notable changes, too.

[trashblaze]

[ Caelus is already a known contributor, but he's responding because… ]

Sharon, are you okay?

[ She sounds exhausted, even the way she smiles looks exhausted. ]

[hallowedly]

...you cook! ( Gasp. ) You've never cooked for me.

private.

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Eh, just the classic tale of one too many Hosts, and a desperate bid not to get turned into one of them. Cooper locked us in while I was panicking, so... [ just a touch of embarrassment. she didn't handle them well at first.

but, oh, the sound in his voice makes her flush. ] Thanks, Aven. [ really. ahem. ] We don't need anything insane—just the basics to start. Bandages, alcohol wipes, gloves, tweezers, and maybe some pain medication. We can stock them better over time if we have the items to spare.

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Damn, you're easy. [ playfully. no, she's pleased to see a newbie offer to help. ]

I've got a feeling that reinforcing the rooms will be the toughest job. You up for that?

[oversize]

I'm up for that~. You don't even have to feed me. I'm s~o easy.

But! If you're ever coming by to check on my work, let me know beforehand.

[merged]

Shit, Megumi, that would be great. I'll keep you updated on them, along with their progress and potential locations. And if you have any ideas for them, don't be afraid to drop them on me.

[merged]

[ she definitely didn't expect anyone to catch that, but maybe should've—especially caelus. ]

Ah—I, uh... I might've died again in the dream. Fucked up in the maze.

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[ he's much too good at this act ]

I can only cook the basics, actually. [ she makes killer boxed macaroni & cheese. ] My offer is strictly illusions—make that can of ravioli smell, taste, and feel like whatever home-cooked meal people dream of.

[potentialman]

I suspect you've thought of the important things already, but maybe being sure there are a few warm coats in the closet. Winter feels like it's really wearing out its welcome here.

[ And that's if the sun actually stays up, which...is not a guarantee. ]

[merged]

[ maybe he's too easy. a flicker of suspicion hits the connection. ]

Why is that?

[oversize]

( it doesn't bother him. if anything, his comfortable warmth remains unchanged: like he's used to being scrutinized in faint suspicion. )

I have to look away when I talk to you, so I need to know not to turn around. Right~?

[hallowedly]

...oh.

private.

[sorte]

[ gasps like someone who just heard the latest gossip. ]

Oh, that does sound like something good ol' man Cooper would go for! I'm glad you're okay to tell the tale.

Okay, I got this. I have a stash in one of the pharmacies where I hid things because I couldn't lug it all back. Actually... there's at least a small stash of sealed undamaged items in just about every pharmacy unless I missed one, if you guys are ever desperate, and I'm not around for whatever reason. I know one in particular that I felt had pretty good stock, though, so it was bigger. It's overall not a ton, but I think you can make at least five full kits for starters without any effort, assuming some of the pills are pain killers and there were that many tweezers. I stashed a lot of cotton balls, too. If you can bring one or two helpers, I can take you. I know there's more in the back stockroom, too, in boxes, but at the time I couldn't get back there by myself and lift things.

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[ Oh~! ] There were plans for blankets in case people had to hunker down overnight, but coats aren't a bad idea, either. I'll make sure there are a couple of them in each room. Thanks, Megumi.

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Have I disappointed you?

[sorte]

[ just listening like nosey people do, but he can't help but perk up a bit at this. oh, how interesting. someone else who doesn't usually show their eyes? Not that he assumes it's for the same reasons, but ... ]

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Come on. Can't drop your gaze like a normal man?

[oversize]

I'm more handsome from behind.

[hallowedly]

I suppose modern women have different priorities.

here but not here tether ping.

[opheliac]

[ oh hey, sharon said some stuff. that's cool. she watches and listens, throws peace sign then melts away in fatigued, swollen, & phantom pain wounds central. goodbye. ]

[trashblaze]

[ Like the first time they met, huh? A sad sensation crosses the Murmur, but there's also a lingering sense of encouragement. Wishing her well. ]

Do you want anything? [ Like a sports drink? ] I can drop by your place in a moment.

[vixenish]

[ she, very noticeably, does not reply to this for more than a day. Sharon will absolutely know why. even in the murmur her voice is hoarse, tired. but reply she does. ]

I'll help. I've already built safe rooms. Several. I can lend expertise and supplies.