UN: russell (text)

[guilt_trip]

[Russell didn’t use the network much. It was kind of a hassle and talking to strangers wasn’t his idea of a good time. He needed help, though. So here he was.]

I need a job.

I’m 15 now, I guess.
I don’t have many skills and I’m not very strong.
I don’t really like talking to people.

[Wow. Really selling himself here, huh?]

Does anyone have anything that I could do?

[He stares at the screen for a minute or two, then adds.]

…Thanks.

Comments

all good!

[daturameloxia]

[Well Wylan is getting better at addresses, but his response is still a bit all over the place. Attached are directions from someone else on how to get to the Birdtile house and the smaller house behind it where he and Wash reside.]

Do these work?

Text -> action

[guilt_trip]

Oh. I think I’ve been just hired to work there.

[At the birdtile house, that is.]

Yes, I can get there.

[And so he does. He shows up relatively promptly, knocking gently at the door.]

action

[daturameloxia]

[Wylan greets Russell at the door with a soft smile.]

Russell? I'm Wylan. Nice to meet you.