Man, I've seen like... walkie talkies and shit, but this is actually a pretty cool way to communicate.
Caaaaaaaan you hear me? Earth to Joel? Hello, hello, hello... （ those three words, repeated in a descending volume each time, clearly meant to simulate an echo. ）
Ah, I'm just fucking with you. Call me back. I think I found us a place to live! We can go check it out together.
Well, sure. You name the time and place and I'll come meet you.
[ aka assuming it ain't occupied with the infected or anything that might wanna kill them, he literally doesn't care where they live. he'll bring what few belongings he'd accumulated over.
Let's meet in an hour. Uhhh... in front of that big building. The courthouse?
（ it's fucking eerie, by the way. being in small town americana, everything being clean and new. no bomb damage. no infected. just this perfect time capsule of the before times in a way she's never seen. it's got her skittish, like there's an itch under her skin she can't dig out no matter how much she claws at it. she's jumping at every shadow. sleep? forget it. it's wild how much ambient sound you miss, when you're suddenly somewhere with the hum of electricity. she can hear the — stupid fucking television sets in all the rooms. she can hear the lights. and since there's nothing else to hear, it's all she hears. ）
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voice ↪ un: savagestarlight
Caaaaaaaan you hear me? Earth to Joel? Hello, hello, hello... （ those three words, repeated in a descending volume each time, clearly meant to simulate an echo. ）
Ah, I'm just fucking with you. Call me back. I think I found us a place to live! We can go check it out together.
no subject
(thought endearingly)
and later when he calls her back: ]
Ellie. Got your message.
[ yes, that's it. ]
no subject
（ he's the only person she really knows here. she's going to cling a little. even if —
(that thought gets carefully put away.) ）
New digs mean anything at all here, Joel?
no subject
[ aka assuming it ain't occupied with the infected or anything that might wanna kill them, he literally doesn't care where they live. he'll bring what few belongings he'd accumulated over.
if ellie's happy with it, so is he.
end of story. ]
no subject
（ it's fucking eerie, by the way. being in small town americana, everything being clean and new. no bomb damage. no infected. just this perfect time capsule of the before times in a way she's never seen. it's got her skittish, like there's an itch under her skin she can't dig out no matter how much she claws at it. she's jumping at every shadow. sleep? forget it. it's wild how much ambient sound you miss, when you're suddenly somewhere with the hum of electricity. she can hear the — stupid fucking television sets in all the rooms. she can hear the lights. and since there's nothing else to hear, it's all she hears. ）