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[Thomas has been keeping a fairly low profile and away from most people, going out at night to get a better feel for things around here, but after the speech in the square and the week-long party, he's decided maybe he should get to know the others here, since apparently some crazy gods brought them here to rebuild the place.

Besides, eventually the Hunger that makes up half of his soul is going to demand to be fed, and while he can subsist on nearly nothing for quite a while it is nearly nothing, not nothing at all. Still, when he starts the transmission, it's pretty tame and not at all suspicious.]

You know, these phones really clash with the decor. Do they just throw things into a hat and see what they pull out this week? How many of you are familiar with these things?

[Because knowing the sorts of people he's trapped here with is important.]

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It's been a few decades but I think I remember how flip-phones work.

[It hasn't been that long but Jake is surmising.]

Right? The early 2000s called. They want their horrible phones back.

Yeah.

I don't know about you but the 2000's weren't very kind to me. Not that I could afford a flip phone back then. I was ten.

I can't really say the early 2000s were kind to me, either.

[Or to anyone he knows.]

But I had one. I even had the audacity to think I was cool.

You probably looked cooler than me.

Nobody looks cool with a Razr, no matter what they think.

Some people just look good but I might be a bit too optimistic. It's a family trait.

Looks aren't everything...what did you say your name was?

I don't know if I did. [He laughs a little awkwardly.] You can call me Jake.

[He hadn't, but the end result was what Thomas had been aiming for.]

Nice to meet you, Jake.

It's nice to meet you too. We should meet in person sometime.

It'd be nice to talk about home or at least someone who is used to electricity.

[He could get behind that, at least.]

Have you checked out the tavern yet?

A few times but it's growing on me.

Meet you there?

It reminds me of a place back home, believe it or not, but...that's a whole thing. [A beat.] Sure, see you there.

Heh, you can tell me about it when we get there.

[ooc: do you wana thread this now or push it to next month?]

Why don't we push it to next month? Thomas will spend more time there then, too, because nightmares.

Sounds good!

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