In Furiosa's world, a crooked smile probably means an old injury or aching teeth; she's not going to question that. The green skin is honestly the more off element, now that she's realizing it isn't paint. Still, she's seen stranger. Some of the War Boys may stare a little, but no one's going to make an issue of it.
"Right now, we're closer to the swamp where the Crow-Fishers live," she says. "Which doesn't really have a name. We're going to have to take them back there. If you need a ride, you better come along. There are a lot of nasty gangs in this part of the Wasteland."
She doesn't necessarily track what he's saying. 'Outsider' is close enough. Just being alone and without a car in the Wasteland marks you for exploitation and death.
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Date: 2021-03-04 03:24 am (UTC)"Right now, we're closer to the swamp where the Crow-Fishers live," she says. "Which doesn't really have a name. We're going to have to take them back there. If you need a ride, you better come along. There are a lot of nasty gangs in this part of the Wasteland."
She doesn't necessarily track what he's saying. 'Outsider' is close enough. Just being alone and without a car in the Wasteland marks you for exploitation and death.