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Wastelander 101

Who: Furiosa & You!
Broadcast: Video, Open
Action: Bridge, First Breath
When: Today

[The feed opens on Furiosa's face. She's tired, not exhaustively so, but she feels like she's been doing a lot of damage control for Max, and on top of that just generally worrying about Angharad, now that the other woman is here.]

We're all here, from different worlds, different societies and cultures, which makes for miscommunication and culture shock. I've been doing a lot of explaining for the world that Max, Angharad, and I come from, and I figured ... I might as well just make a public post about it. ['How to deal with Max' and 'Look at Angharad wrong and I cut you' were probably too ... forward.]

In our world we are known as Wastelanders. That's all there is. Miles in every direction is scorched and poisoned Earth, with the occasional ruin or dwindling oasis. Anyone who's learned to survive in my world has done so through hardening themselves, through paranoia, and through cunning. We are not people to surprise. We are not people to touch without consent. This may be a little late coming, [Max's victims, she's talking to you] but hopefully a general notice will ... help avoid future incidents.

I held rank in my world. Imperator, something of ... a General, I think, in other comparable societies. If you have questions, you can come to me.

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[Well, that is a fascinating sort of confession right there. Tyrion strokes his beard for a moment, before answering truthfully.]

This explains ... quite a bit, honestly.

[Welp. That was... and she though Griffinstone was a horrible place to live.]

I'm really sorry, Furiosa. ... Can I hug you next time I see you?

[ While Dean knows you don't particularly like him, he's still overly invested in this. For reasons. ]

How'd it happen?

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[Yes, already giving him that wary eye.]

How did what happen?

[She's not sure what part he's asking about.]

[She stares at the feed, wondering if Pinkie was even capable of hugging, but then Cheese had shown what the ponies were capable of some pretty extraordinary things.]

I ... guess?

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I figure it might help.

[ He's pretty much expecting it at this point. ]

Your world- you said it was poisoned. What happened?

War. Men fighting men. Most likely nuclear fallout.

Always starts with some kind of war, doesn't it.

Starts? You're implying it ever stopped.

Still- there's always a trigger, something that pushes it over the edge.

[Ohhhh trust me she can hug for days if you let her.

She nods.] Okay, good...

[He rubbed his beard again, looking at her intently.]

Is that what you hold against me? Your world versus what you know of mine.

Well, whatever it is, it's lost for time. All that exists is the aftermath.

[You can try, Pinkie, but eventually Furiosa will scrape you off.]

You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine. [small pony seems to be taking this pretty hard]

Point taken. Warzones don't go back to the way they once were.

[She looks back at him just as intently, taking a moment to assess while picking her words carefully. She felt almost like she was back on the rig with Ace and the wrong wording could mean trouble.]

Sometimes you talk about things our oppressors practiced.

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[He stroked his beard again, before stating simply.]

It is the world I grew up in, Furiosa. I can no more change history than you can change yours. I can, however, change my perceptions. Can you?

[Look, dying world and not having friendships are two pretty big deals in her culture, and that last one's HUGE in her book.]

But that's really awful... And we're friends, right? Why WOULDN'T I worry about you?

Why did you want to know?

[She stares hard at the feed. This was definitely getting into dangerous territory, and while she wasn't exactly thrilled this was a public thread she's not about to back down that the proverbial challenge has been thrown - whether or not that was Tyrion's intention. It could be said her judgement here has become clouded by her own previous history, and the more she processes his words the more the cut deep into her and remind her of the years she spent as Imperator.]

[Her voice is cool and controlled, though no less carrying a weight that hints Tyrion is treading on thin ice.]

I have. I won't go back. I didn't nearly give my life taking down that system in order to land back in it.

[Furiosa hadn't actually considered herself friends with either of the ponies. She had a certain respect for Cheese after the calibrations, and while she didn't dislike Pinkie, they'd had maybe two other conversations? Furiosa doesn't a fast friend make.]

[But she's not about to tell it to that face. That'd just be cruel.]

I'm here now. I don't have to worry about the past anymore.

[Bless you, Your Imperator-ship.]

Mm, that's good. Still... thanks for talking to us about this stuff.

[She looks at the pony carefully, a little more gently.]

Thought it was about time we come to an understanding.

[Having Angharad here was part of it, but honestly so was dealing with the aftermath of Max's altercations. Ideally, Furiosa would rather not talk about any of it.

[He frowned at her for a long moment, before he considered the weight of her glare and the fact that she could in fact kill him by just by putting her boot on his spine. He sighed, deeply, before he sat up a little more.]

What makes you think that system even exists here?

[Because as far as he could see ... it did not.]

Because I know what it's like to live on a dying world.

There isn't. I want to keep it that way.

And you think it is possible for me, all by myself, to ... somehow overthrow the current system for this other despotic one?

We should compare notes sometime.

Make for an interesting drinking game.

No. But I don't discount your ability to get allies.

[She takes in a breath and shifts in her seat, trying to give him the benefit of the doubt.] I don't think you're ... actively trying to overthrow anyone. But ... from my understanding you're used to a higher level of living and from my experience, people don't want to give that up, even if it means stopping the suffering of others.

[Tyrion arched both eyebrows at her, before he leans forward to the camera.]

Right now, in my world, I have just come off from being imprisoned and turned into a clownish dwarf for the amusement of the masses. I'm currently trying to amass an army for Daenrys Targaryen so she can claim the Iron Throne from my rather duplicitous sister Cersei.

So all of my interests? Are in a completely different place, in a different time.

I have about as much interest in taking over this Fleet as I do cutting off my own cock - and I have no interest what-so-ever in making myself a eunuch.

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Like I said, I didn't think you were trying to take over the Fleet.

[She's stubborn. She's not apologizing. Neither is she easing up.]

If you're into that kind of thing.

[Which, Furiosa wasn't. Sure, there may have been the odd time or two of having to prove herself against the other Imperators and drink them under the chassis with a rare gift of moonshine, but generally she didn't like the idea of being impaired.]

[ Okay, he gets it. He really, really gets it. You hate him, he understands. But he crumples a little bit maybe, inwardly, scrubs at his face. ]

Sarcasm.

[ And yes, it was in fact, mostly sarcasm. A difficult thing to get across when your tone is always kind of flat and unamused, though Dean still drinks more than his fair share. Even then, he kind of wants to compare notes. Wants to find someone to talk to who understands, who he doesn't have to bullshit in a ridiculous kind of way with. ]

[Oh don't worry Dean she doesn't necessarily hate you, but you're on her radar like Tyrion as someone who just makes her a touch uneasy.]

Hmm. Coffee, then? First Breath. [It's not the most confident she's been. She's already lived in her dying world, she's not sure how much energy she has for someone else's. She's definitely not curious. But, the way he scrubs his face ... maybe she can help him find some peace with it. Maybe she can help him find his Green Place.]

[His gaze narrowed, slightly, and then he just ... sighed.]

All right. If that is what you need to believe, then that is what you need to believe.

[She doesn't know what to say at first, but maybe some transparancy is in order. He is a member of her crew. She's not about to apologize, but she will probably spend some time thinking on his words. She's wary and distrustful, Tyrion, for good reason. She'll come around, eventually.]

Listen we ... we've got our differences, but you're part of my crew and part of my protection. I've protected bad men before. I don't ... I don't think that's you. I've been here nearly a year, that's not nearly long enough to make me forget my demons.

[Honestly at this point all he wants is for her not to murder him in his sleep.]

I understand the weight of demons praying upon one. [He tapped his fingers together, his voice quiet.] I have not forgot mine.

[ Well, that's at least something Dean could cope with. He's fairly sure he makes more than a handful of people uncomfortable. ]

Can't say no to coffee. [ Which is true, in that he's still not used to it being a thing that's accessible here. But he has no intention of truly throwing all the problems of his world at her. Nobody needs to deal with another apocalypse on top of the one they've already endured and yet he knows he's the one desperate to dive into anything that's not his own life. ]

Just let me know when you're headed over.

[So there you go, Dean, open invitation from someone who's still not sure about you.]

Can do.

[ Although really, an open invitation means the potential of being popped one the moment he says the wrong thing (and he says a lot of wrong things.) Except when has that ever been not true over the course of his life. ]

Well then he's just going to have to take that chance if he's curious, won't he?]

[ HE WILL INDEED would you like me to hit up your inbox, or keep going here? ]

[We can continue in her inbox]

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