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[warandpeace]

My leg is broken. As in my prosthetic. [Which is a sufficient excuse for his current lack of the lower half of his leg.] I need a functional replacement of some sort.

[Something to tide him over. He's getting used to it; throwing bits of himself on the sacrificial altar just to win. Now that the anger is starting to ebb and he's starting to feel a little weak and helpless, something he's always unwilling to admit. Giving some of the parts out of his own damn body was the only way he had left to fight any of this.]

[In a way he's waiting for rescue all over again, only this time from the inside.]

I at least need a good crutch. I'm using a metal bar for now, but something that I can put comfortably under my arm would help.

I don't want to ask them for help with it.

[He does have some pride left in there somewhere.]

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[justice_from_above]

[Fareeha is relatively unchanged, outside of a constant look of worry given the current circumstances.]

It's good to be back. Odd, since I don't really remember being gone at all in the first place, [Odd, but not impossible.] but you're right. A nomadic and hostile species still retains a greater singular set of goals; we're literally a rag-tag jumble of varying ethics, experiences, and skills. We haven't even integrated to that tribe yet. There will always be troublemakers, but we weren't exactly geared up for success from the start.

[She rests her elbows on her knees and clasps her hands, taking in a breath and thinking about everything she can remember about her time before.]

[warandpeace]

That's what I've told other people. [He says in agreement.] We could never expect everyone to play along.

This was always what was going to happen. And they've been holding it against us.

[He sighs.]

The force field extends down through the tunnels, somehow, so we can't escape that way. But it also makes me think it might be round. I have an idea to shut it down.

[justice_from_above]

[A sphere. That's definitely the Savrii covering their asses. She glances up at Miller when he mentions having an idea to shut it down; she's still not sure where she stands on attempted escape quite yet, but she will hear out the intel just in case.]

[She leans forward, dropping her tone; she wasn't sure what sort of surveillance they were under but she assumed it wasn't none..] Really? And what's that?

[warandpeace]

[It says something that he trusts her to be real and not a Savrii induced hallucination. That she's genuinely there.]

Depends on if I can get the parts made, honestly. Right now we're in the supply collecting stage.

[He's made the executive choice to keep some of their resource chains hidden from each other, though. That's just a matter of chopping up the intel collecting from others if the Savrii catch wind.]

[justice_from_above]

Well, if you need help scavenging for parts, you need only ask.

[She gives him a small smile. It's good to be able to fall into old habits, with how much everything else has changed, and she appreciates the trust that Miller gives her.]