Guns would be good. Armor would be better. I'll settle for pointy objects. You know. Real old school.
[ Not really. He's already found a hunting knife at the magical fucking convenience store and sharpened himself a spear. It's a start. A gun would be better. ]
[ This is probably a delusion. Maybe. Or head trauma. But for the life of him, Carver can't figure out why he'd come up with this specific scenario. It's too clean. Moving on: ]
The labyrinth was an atrocrious waste of time. Imagine being tasked with rendering medical assistance to a machine that had slathered itself with ketchup.
[ He's still salty with that. ]
Outside of missions, it has been quiet. Too much so, so far as I'm concerned.
Conditions were different before my time, though I don't know specifics. So far as I'm aware, there have been efforts to make this place more hospitable.
Where resources are concerned, the oxygen supply seems particularly finite. When we were deployed to the labyrinth, we were informed that there would be no oxygen in the city, as the supply was transferred there.
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