Video - Open + Private

[kill_switch]

Who: Furiosa and You!
Broadcast: Video
Action: First Breath - Furiosa's quarters
When: Today

It's been a few days since Katie and Max recovered her from the avalanche she unwittingly started. It has taken that time for her to feel like she's back in the land of the living and not teetering on some cold abyssal edge; she's still sore, her movements careful and ginger, but she's got her wits about her and she's never been so happy to be warm again. While the ship isn't anywhere near the scorching temperatures she experienced back home, in relation to the burning cold she just dealt with she's grateful for a secure, safe environment.

She's also grateful for the outpouring of help and friendship, evidenced in the aftermath with Max and Tyrion's posts to the network. She wouldn't normally go out of her way to make such a public statement, but she recognizes the effort that went in to finding her, even outside of the one who was finally successful.

The video feed opens to a view of her in her bunk. She's still recovering, continuing to let Tyrion have control of the ship until she's sure she'll be able to handle it (and, perhaps, get a replacement arm for the one she lost in her foolishness). Her face is worn, and craggy from her bout with the elements, but she looks happy, hopeful.]

Open - Video

I am back. I am safe, and it's thanks to you. [She still isn't a woman of many words, but there's careful thought put into the ones she chooses to use.]

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[kill_switch]

[If Furiosa knew that she would be forever grateful this is just through the comms.]

I'll survive. Thank you for your help, Pinkie.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Good, I'm super DUPER glad! Who found you, who do we have to thank?!

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I ... don't know her name. I think she's a friend of Max's. [She only had a dim recollection of what happened surrounding her rescue, and nothing she felt confident relying on to help her locate the girl.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

Well whoever she is, I'm REALLY glad she found you. Do you need anything?

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I'm good, for the moment. I just need to rest.

Maybe, something to do? I'm don't really idle well.

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh sure, can do! Do you like books or puzzles or art stuff better?

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I don't know. I've never really done much with either.

[Leisure games weren't really a thing in her world.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

That's okay, I'll just get you a bunch then! See you in a bit!

[kill_switch]

See you then, Pinkie.

[She'll be in her quarters, scrolling through the network, or lightly dozing, when the pony does arrive.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[Hopefully the former, because a cheery pink pony loaded with a LOT of goodies comes in with a huge smile and a voice only slightly quieter than usual. (Volume control is Fluttershy's thing, not hers.)]

Hi, Furiosa.

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Pinkie, come in. [She sets down the communicator and shifts in her bed, trying to sit up a little to greet her guest. She's definitely on the mend, but it's still going to take some time.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[And come in she does, right over to Furiosa's side.]

I brought a LOT of books from the library, a jigsaw puzzle, some knitting needles and yarn, and a couple coloring books and some crayons!

[A BIG box of crayons.]

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[Books, she knows. Knitting needles and yarn? If you had the resources, you could make them. She vaguely remembered seeing something of the like from the Green Place, but her recollection there is fuzzy. The crayons, however, that gets the most attention. She's curious, opening the box, taking one out, then another, looking at their pure and varied hue, reading the different names of the colors.]

What are these made with?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh, they're made from paraffin wax! It's melted, mixed with different colors, then poured into molds!

[How Pinkie Pie knows this? Paraffin wax can be made from rocks.]

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Huh, [She scrapes her thumbnail over one of the crayons and looks at the ribbon of wax that it produces, then opens one of the coloring books and makes a couple experimental marks on the page.]

Huh. [She's familiar with books, with writing, but nothing really along these lines. So simple, so colorful. She was reminded of flowers in the Green Place.] This is something else ...

[spontaneouscombustion]

They are, I LOVE working with crayons! Do you like it?

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I think I might.

[Experimenting now, different colors, starting to color in the green leaves on a tree.] This sort of thing common in your world?

[spontaneouscombustion]

Oh yeah, we have LOTS of different art supplies back home! I think there's an art studio on the Iskaulit too if you want to check it out sometime!

[kill_switch]

Yeah, I think I might.

[Congratulations, Pinkie, you have introduced Furiosa to hobbies.]

[spontaneouscombustion]

[She can tell, and she looks pretty darn pleased about it too, smiling widely as she watches Furiosa color.]