z_jay | [video | Nov 4th

[A slightly fuzzy but then suddenly crisp clear face appears, looking into the screen with barely-there nervousness. He wasn't camera shy, but there were things out here that he should be anxious about being found by. Clears his throat softly before speaking, glancing off quickly to one side when he heard something move in the distance]

Ah, hello. My name's Eugene and I have a request, for any listeners out there...

[Pauses a second to gather his thoughts, brows knitting together as he gives a thoughtful look to something behind his portable... book thing. Tablet?]

I apologize if I've... wound up with someone's stolen tablet--

[Laughs a little nervously but continues on]

But I could use some help out here. Ah, I'll give it back? I didn't actually steal it, I sort of found it... out here. In the woods.

[And hopefully the owner of said tablet wasn't already dead. Hopefully he wasn't alone. The thought makes him swallow hard]

I'm gonna look for a stick in the meantime. Thanks in advance! Stay safe out there!

[Grins a little but it's obvious he's unsure, waving his fingers next to his face before cutting the signal]

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[That name gives her pause. She's never met anyone else with the name 'Eugene' before besides her Eugene. It makes her fond of him already.]

Hi, Eugene! I'm Rapunzel. Why do you need a stick?

[Gosh, she sounded cute over the journal, excited to speak with him, even. So she could probably hear the smile despite the nervous answer]

For protection and mobility, miss Rapunzel. Might I just say, you've got a very interesting name.

I see. I like to use a frying pan myself! [Completely earnest.] And let me guess...you've probably heard of the fairy tales, huh?

It's a more popular choice than you'd think

[Given zombie apocalypses! Left 4 Dead 2 generally had it as a spoof, but he had seen a number of folks wail on a zom with a frying pan. A few respect points tacked on for her weapon of choice.]

I think it's a staple amongst fairy tales. But, yes, I've heard of it. Long hair, stuck in a tower, prince comes to save. It's pretty standard.

[Well, he just described her to a tee, more or less.]

Yes, that's me! Wellllll, minus the prince bit. I got a thief instead.

[Laughs a little, whimsical but simply kind]

A thief who stole your heart? Yeah, sounds just like the fairytale, Miss Rapunzel.

I think I met a thief, too. But not named Eugene. I'll have you know I'm not a thief, also.

[Well, she blushes a little at that stolen heart comment. Boy, does she miss her thief.]

It'd be perfectly alright if you were. I mean - not that stealing is right! But I'd still be your friend if you were.

Not a thief, but I am a radio host. And a journalist, but that one's a bit less interesting these days.

Ah, so still your friend? I'm honored to be considered a friend so quickly.

[If he's here alone he could completely sympathize with the missing of one's most cherished.]

[She officially has no idea what a radio is, but! She does know journalist - that just must be someone who writes in a journal, right? So everyone in Luceti is a journalist! So neat.]

Well, why not? You seem like a perfectly wonderful person to have as a friend, Eugene. Oh, right! Um - you're new, right? Do you need any help?

[The way her logic works is one he could definitely appreciate. It's nice to be approached by someone and given the benefit of the doubt without sizing up whether or not they're going to steal your supplies and shoot you or join up and defend.]

I am a wonderful person to have as a friend, don't let anyone else tell you otherwise!

--Ah, I am new. I guess. Walking is a bit of a problem, but I think that I've got some help on the way.

[She giggles. Well! People ought to know when they're great friending material.]

Well, in that case...let me officially welcome you to Luceti!

Thanks, miss Rapunzel.

[His smile is genuine, heard through the voice-- and he's put a little at ease about this whole world-swapping business he's been reading about. If there were nice folks like this around maybe he wouldn't... have to be on guard quite so much.]

Stay safe out there? I'd like to actually meet you in person. If-- possible.

[And hang out, like friends! Who weren't going to be taken from you in hideous, mind-bending ways like becoming a rabid, sick, violent cannibal before your eyes!]

Oh, I'd love that! [In fact, she pretty much insists on it with her friends. She loved to see them in person, bake for them or have tea, whatever they wanted.] When you're settled, maybe we could plan to meet for lunch?

Definitely, we can make each other lunches.

[Lack-of-zoms willing, of course. Cuts the comm and tries to figure out how he'll get there. But once he's settled, Rapunzel will be one of the first few folks that he calls for lunch. Not everyday that you get to meet a fairy tale princess, after all.]

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