With the rations gone Jim lets out a breath he'd been holding up until now. His hands unclench, leaving little crescent shaped red marks in the palms of his hands that are quickly hidden when he turns them back flat against the counter. They stare at each other with tsunamis of unwanted memories hanging over them both.
But the waves recede. The shadows pull back just enough for them both to be human.
"Worst? Industrial sector's full of gangs that are a raiding threat. I'd say the wilds but without an expedition target in mind it would just be pointless to go. At least in an urban jungle you're likely to actually find something we could use."
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With the rations gone Jim lets out a breath he'd been holding up until now. His hands unclench, leaving little crescent shaped red marks in the palms of his hands that are quickly hidden when he turns them back flat against the counter. They stare at each other with tsunamis of unwanted memories hanging over them both.
But the waves recede. The shadows pull back just enough for them both to be human.
"Worst? Industrial sector's full of gangs that are a raiding threat. I'd say the wilds but without an expedition target in mind it would just be pointless to go. At least in an urban jungle you're likely to actually find something we could use."