"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"Getting dark." Was all she said. She checked her pistols. Of course they weren't loaded. They'd need to be cleaned after all they went through as well. Once they made it to wherever they were headed she'd clean them up, after dealing with the Roland fellow's shackles. That would be a job.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"Yep. But do you see that?" They pointed toward the horizon. "We're aiming for that rock formation to stay the night. It'll provide some cover from the wind."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She could see the formation. They were right, it wouldn't be so bad out of the wind, and she was tired. While the chattering would be irritating after weeks of silence, there was something to be said for being able to rest while others kept watch.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"So." Bug sidled up to her. "You're a human, then. You eat human food?"
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
She frowned and looked at him directly in his optics, not impressed with his apparent reasoning capabilities. "What little of that is left lying around."
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"Don't you get tired of having to provide yourself with constant sustenance?" "He's setting you up to lose," Jackson warned Rhys. "He did this with Roland, too."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"So why do you eat, then? It seems like a struggle." "Give it a rest, Bug." Jackson dropped back to walk with Rhys. "I'm sorry about him. His programming is....unique."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
All of them were. They were an odd group of individuals. But then again, you never knew what you might run across. At this point, anything was believable. She continued on in silence. She didn't seem like she was interested in holding up a conversation.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"Uh..." Jackson hesitated. "So do you like weapons? Bug likes weapons." "Clubs and sticks," Bug clarified.
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
"I like my pistols. I'd use them more if powder wasn't so hard to come by." Scraps of cloth and rocks vaguely the size of a ball would suffice in a pinch, but there wasn't much one could use in place of the explosive.
"Nobody has an easy time in this world. Either you climb out of the muck and become a human being, or you die." - Josh Randall, Wanted: Dead or Alive
"Best to stick with close combat weapons or wind-up projectile weapons," Bug said primly. "They don't need much in the way of material."
"The artist deals with what cannot be said in words. The artist whose medium is fiction does this in words. The novelist says in words what cannot be said in words." --Ursula K. Le Guin
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