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[agoodboy]

Who: a hobo. and anyone else.
Where: anywhere
When: Day 11, whenever you want to on day 11 I guess. or evening?
What: mingle

[a teenage hobo, very polite and proper, might approach you. yes, you. or maybe you're somewhere else, busy with your business] Excuse me? I'd like to ask for directions. If you're not too busy.

I don't have any money, but I can try to do something for you, in return.

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[approve_dammit]

...not here. And not in Sabra.

[agoodboy]

You're weird.

[turns away. Will try to find someone who's not crazy, unless you stop him.]

[approve_dammit]

*shrugs*

You can walk away and say shit like that if you want, but you can ask anyone here who went through the first game here. Nearly every one of us died.

[agoodboy]

If you want to believe that you died, that's not my business.

[approve_dammit]

Whatever. Come back and apologize once you find out you're a fucking moron.

[agoodboy]

I'll be sure to do so, if that's the case.

[approve_dammit]

Uh huh. Sure you will. Moron.

[agoodboy]

[sighs in frustration and walk away quickly, hoping you won't bother him any longer.]

[approve_dammit]

*nope, just thinks you're an idiot*