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[alchemyfreak]

Welcome to the future.

[Maybe a little sarcastic, and he definitely didn't even know how futuristic the Quarantine was compared to Val's home world, but of course there was toilet paper. They'd gone over the resources thing a few times by now, and regardless of what technology Val might be expected to be used to at home - Purg was practically prehistoric compared to the advanced technology and daily luxuries found here.]

What's not great value?

[The second text comes after a moment, because he did pause to think about this statement. Sorry Val, he doesn't get the joke.]

[whenturksfly]

[ After a witty retort like that, she's almost disappointed. For shame, Ed. ]

The toilet paper. [ Obviously. ]

[alchemyfreak]

[You're making his life so difficult, Val.]

It's not?

[If she knows a better value she's welcome to point it out, but he's just going to remain lost on this front.]

[whenturksfly]

You're not familiar with great value? It's another term for off-brand, like the cheapest thing you can get? Something versus quality with the price tag to match. That kind of thing.

[alchemyfreak]

okay...

[He'll take your word for it, Val.]

I never really had to worry about that sort of thing back home.

[whenturksfly]

Really? You mean you were serious just now about not knowing what great value toilet paper is?

[alchemyfreak]

why wouldn't I be?

[whenturksfly]

Your exceptional sense of humor, of course.

[alchemyfreak]

Very funny.

[whenturksfly]

I thought so. I guess that isn't a bad thing, though.

[ Not having to worry about that sort of thing is generally a good thing in her experience and her experience has not been a level mile. ]

[alchemyfreak]

[That one takes him a minute to figure out, but he catches up at that the conversation double backed, before replying. Thankfully.]

Before Purg we were always on the road. There wasn't much toilet paper shopping. Attollo didn't really have brands for things.

[whenturksfly]

Everything was generic? Weird. I guess it worked for the place if people weren't complaining about it. That or the place had the good sense to provide good toilet paper for all your troubles.

[alchemyfreak]

When gods run the place they can make up whatever rules they want, what was complaining going to do?

[whenturksfly]

For better or worse, I'm pretty sure even gods can be moved. I think I might stock up on it all the same when I can go out, though.

[alchemyfreak]

You really still think that? At least Attollo gave everyone running water.

[If anything they were more flexible than Purg's gods which meant Val should have even less of a reason to be so optimistic.]

[whenturksfly]

I never said I wanted to be under the thumbs of any touted divinity. If we came into anything like that again, I'd just as soon see them broken.

[ She leans back into her pillow with that thought, glancing at her phone again after a moment. ]

I'd just as soon avoid that sort of thing altogether. Free's free.

[alchemyfreak]

[Okay, he doesn't remember implying she was exactly volunteering. Just seemed odd she was under the impression gods could be moved considering where she just came from. Ed's not sure how to even respond to that text, it might be easier to say now that they weren't under the watchful eyes of certain shady characters. In Purg he learned to keep his head low, to not make waves and in Attollo everyone learned how to protest in their own ways. Quietly, subtly. By standing their ground until the effects wore off until next time.]

Well we don't have to worry about it here, so it doesn't matter.

[Anymore, never again as far as he's concerned. That didn't mean there wasn't a part of him - probably always would be a part of him - that wondered if this place would change too, like Attollo had. Anything was possible, even Purgatorium had seen a fair share of changes, even if not quite so drastic considering Purg was suffering by design and every change had only inflicted more suffering.]

[whenturksfly]

[ As she reads that statement a second time, those words don't sit well with her. It's a creeping discomfort that claws at the edges of her mind and sees her shift, her gaze wandering a moment. The question rests with her for a moment before she replies. ]

And if this world should find itself subject to gods like those we met in Purgatorium?

[alchemyfreak]

There are people here capable of fighting against them, I think. That's why I doubt it would happen.

[He was just trying to be reassuring Val, don't poke holes in his logic.]

[whenturksfly]

[ Lucky for him, she's feeling that clinging tiredness swell. Not so lucky for her, of course. She sleeps often. That doesn't mean she sleeps well or dreamless. Sometimes, she still hears Neffe speaking about the nature of that place. ]

I think I'm going to try to sleep again.

[alchemyfreak]

Good idea.