[Well then! Red isn't much of a snack food person, sweets aren't her thing, but she is sure that someone on the network might appreciate it. Maybe she can get something good for them.
First off, Red posts a short video to the network. It consists entirely of her, smirking and holding up the three chocolate bars she found. The brands are unrecognizable to her, but maybe someone else is familiar with them.
After that, she switches to text, so that she can communicate.]
As you can see, I've found three candy bars of some sort. Anyone want to do a trade?
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three: in-person
[Though she is sure that the sounds of children crying are meant to unnerve her and her traveling partner, but they don't have that effect on her. Instead, she can't help but feel sorry for them. Whatever happened to them in the past to make them haunt this home with their crying, it must have been terrible.
Thanks to the Camerata, Red can no longer offer any words of comfort to the disembodied cries. But she can still hum, and she hums a little tune to try and calm the crying. Or maybe to calm herself and her companion here down instead? The crying of the dead can gets to the living very quickly.]
Red | Transistor
[Well then! Red isn't much of a snack food person, sweets aren't her thing, but she is sure that someone on the network might appreciate it. Maybe she can get something good for them.
First off, Red posts a short video to the network. It consists entirely of her, smirking and holding up the three chocolate bars she found. The brands are unrecognizable to her, but maybe someone else is familiar with them.
After that, she switches to text, so that she can communicate.]
As you can see, I've found three candy bars of some sort.
Anyone want to do a trade?
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three: in-person
[Though she is sure that the sounds of children crying are meant to unnerve her and her traveling partner, but they don't have that effect on her. Instead, she can't help but feel sorry for them. Whatever happened to them in the past to make them haunt this home with their crying, it must have been terrible.
Thanks to the Camerata, Red can no longer offer any words of comfort to the disembodied cries. But she can still hum, and she hums a little tune to try and calm the crying. Or maybe to calm herself and her companion here down instead? The crying of the dead can gets to the living very quickly.]