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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.]

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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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[His smile was actually gentle in turn, if not crooked. That was simply his way.]

As am I. I have your back, Furiosa. No matter the cost.

I was definitely wrong about you.

Furiosa, that is the nicest thing you have ever said to me ... I rather wish I had recorded it. [His mis-matched eyes flash amusement, and warmth.]

[She chuckles,] I'll leave you a voice recording sometime. You can listen to it when you can't sleep.

Ah, the dulcet tones of Furiosa, wafting me to sleep. I shall hold you to that.

Never thought I'd hear a word like that being used to describe me. You're going to damage my reputation.

I assure you, you will be feared no matter where you go. You are simply too tough.

Guess I should be glad for that.

Well it will certainly keep your crew safe.

Then that's all it needs to do.

[All her crew, including Tyrion.]

Don't worry, I know you'll keep us safe.

[His voice softens, before he nodded his head once.]

[She pauses for a moment, before frowning slightly. She hadn't really been this ... close? With someone this talkative.]

You know, I have to admit. Safe was never really an objective of mine until recently.

You know, safe was something of an ... interesting option for me as well. I cannot remember a time when I was safe, not entirely. Just ...drunkenly oblivious.

[He snorted softly.]

I thought I was when I was little. It proved to be ... just an illusion. [She was taken, and the Green Place was poisoned; perhaps as safe as a place could have been in her world, but not long-lived. Not like this.]

I believe when we are little, we are given the comfort of the illusion. It is sad to know that it can be torn away. Better for it to be gently tugged loose. However ... it does mean that when you have the ability you know how to make others feel safe.

[Torn is a pretty accurate description of what happened to Furiosa. There's no use dwelling in it, or wishing things had been different. She nods, silent.]

I don't think it's necessarily hard in this place.

[Dangers like the one she found herself in were, self-attributed.]

Hmmm ... I think you give yourself too little credit.

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