Relique du Madde
Adventurer
"Cheesy One, this is Odyssey Crawler. You're coming in loud and clear. Over."
"The truth?" the desert man's slow smile held a touch of wolfish sadism. "You're the wife of an ice farmer, prospecting to the limits of your claims. You've been out of touch for weeks. You heard them on your buggie's homemade radio. You want to talk. You want news of Victoria town, and as you're the curious, talkative type, you also want to find out out who they are, where they are going and what they are doing out here near your precious prospect... Should I chew it finer or can you handle that?" His eyes were parsing the landscape even as he rattled out specifications, trying to squeeze advantage out of their own increasingly unconfortable position.Frantically she asked everyone, "What should I say?!"