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[telephoning]

Saw talk about us getting sent back to where we came from.

[...Not that she doesn't understand why, 'cause, well... hey. Everyone's life got kind of interrupted by being pulled here, right? Plenty of folks probably left a shitload behind. But... pff, well. This is more just. Biting the bullet and getting her own thoughts out 'cause she can.]

I got reminded of where I came from by what happened with the plants. What it reminded me of got a lot worse, though. I don't know how much of a universal constant this is, but I was 3 or 4 when the Raccoon City incident happened on Earth. Plus I've been trying to move on from some things a long time.

I wonder how alone I am saying I wouldn't shed a tear if I couldn't go back.

[...Well, that's some... kinda presumptive phrasing, there, Zoe...?

...But, well. Suffice to say...

...She's just tryin'a speak her head, out there. Just type it out, and collapse onto her forearm as she watches text just... tick across the screen...!]

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[ridewithdestiny]

I'd say be glad you don't remember what happened in Raccoon City, but I've got a feeling it just gets worse.

Umbrella really screwed everyone didn't they?

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[telephoning]

[...Got a feeling it just gets --

AH... THAT -- THAT ONE OTHER POST A LITTLE BIT BACK, ABOUT TIMELINES, AND SUCH, YOU'RE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE...]

I don't know how involved they were in all of it, but while I was growing up, bioterrorism incidents have been happening all over the world.
Looks like even my town wasn't safe from all the mess. I grew up in the Louisiana country.

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[ridewithdestiny]

I know they have a research facility in Paris but... that's about as far as my knowledge extends. Raccoon City was the first incident I guess.

I'm sorry, for what it's worth. I guess it was stupid to hope that it'd be contained to Raccoon.

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[telephoning]

[...Man, Zoe kind of wishes she could even huh at that, but...

...with how far back this person seems to come from... like, what could she even do with that, if she ever wound up back...

...All she can really say is.]

It was, as far as I know.
You don't have to say sorry, but thanks for the thought.

[Yeah, she's not just gonna... spring "cost me my family" on someone. Not that she'd have reservations about it, but, like... now that she's somewhere else, it's just time to move forward, right...?]

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[ridewithdestiny]

This whole surviving post-apocalyptic bullshit is exhausting. There's a few of us from the same universe and I personally think we all deserve a god damn drink.

I'm Claire Redfield, by the way.

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[telephoning]

[Pfffh... -- I mean, in the grand scheme of things, she's been come to be "exhausted" with it relatively quickly next to others. Timelines or no timelines, like...

...she still wasn't there at ground zero. Seems to be, just... the youngest person in the timeline.

So. Yeah. She guesses she'll... put it into perspective.

But anyhoo.]

I'm Zoe Baker.

[DAUGHTER OF JACK AND DAUGHTER OF MARGUERITE, SISTER OF LUCAS practically echoes through her head in her own damn voice Tolkien-style, especially after...

...well, everything, but you know.

Pff, just... push it out with a little toss a' your head and small smile...!]

Wouldn't say no to a drinking party, either.

[...Light smile curving in with this, too...!]

I could probably stand to work on my tolerance again after my dad and big brother have just been taking all of it.

[..."It" being "beer", she means, and with... a kind of loose "lol I mean hey" intention that. You know, isn't necessarily easy to bring across in text.

'Specially considering she isn't even that much of a drinker. Like, she doesn't hate beer, but. Apart from a few nights here and there outta that youthful "THIS'LL CALM ME DOWN, RIGHT? RIGHT. DOWN THE HATCH" impulse, she's never really. Been one to seek drinking out outside of strictly-social contexts.]