I come in to the settlements to get news or when it’s barter time, just to make an appearance.  It’s important not to be forgotten out here. Not that anyone would be likely to be helpful if there was help that was needed. It’s more about position, about who you are in the grand scheme of things.

I don’t barter.

I take what I want and everyone can just like it or not.  Mostly, I don’t take anything. No need to create friction, unless I just feel like having a fight. Mostly I don’t.

I come in to the main settlement every few weeks and wander around the perimeter. You never know what you’re going to find in the settlements, newcomers, oldbies with an axe to grind that’s as old as glitchpants, or calm. I am not here for trouble, just to learn what’s new, and to remind them I’m here.

I’m always here. 

They don’t need to know where I am exactly – just that I might show up. It might be a bad thing if I do. They need reminded.

There’s a certain freedom to this life. I come and go as I please and I have what I need. I have all that I need, which is different than having “just enough”.  In the ruins of cities and town, is anything I could dream of.  Some are puzzled that I don’t ever choose shoes. I just find shoes to be a luxury I miss to much when they wear out.

There’s a freedom in there being no law, and no rules.

It doesn’t mean there’s no morality here. It just means it might not be the one you’re used to.

I like to have a word or two, and move along back to my own encampment. Being snared into weird confrontation never pleases me. It’s entertainment, I suppose, of a sort, but truly my trips into the the main settlement are fraught with enough danger as it is from the rest of the Wastelanders. I don’t need minor magicians playing tricks.

That’s the nonsense that gets people killed.

The secret to visiting the settlements is to never come from the direction you live. I don’t want visitors, so care is taken to never come or go from the same direction. What is actually a two hour walk ends up taking several hours.

After enough climbing and making sure I wasn’t followed, I end up at my own camp. There are probably a few who know where I live, but those haven’t yet come for me, so I sleep here.

Unless I sleep down in the caves.

I can’t show you where those are.

A girl can’t be too careful.

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Gidge is Wearing:
Skin: Pink Fuel
Eyes: Banana Banshee
Head: .LeLutka.Head.May 3.0
HAir: Doe: Gaz – Fatpack THE ARCADE
Puppers: KITE – Chihuahua Time – Clingy Chi – Leg (add)
KITE – Chihuahua Time – Clingy Chi – Shoulder (add) THE ARCADE
Body: Maitreya Mesh Body – Lara V4.1
Clothing: [Canimal] Apocalypse Bandage-Arm
[Canimal] Apocalypse Bandage-Leg
[Canimal] Apocalypse Bat
[Canimal] Apocalypse Belt (rigged)
[Canimal] Apocalypse Dress
[Canimal] Apocalypse EyeGoggle
[Canimal] Apocalypse Flak
[Canimal] Apocalypse Headpiece
[Canimal] Apocalypse Scarf
[Canimal] Apocalypse TrenchCoat – ALL from The Arcade