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random bandits in the Wastes are not prepared for Lucy
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She giggles. "I don't really advise trying that! But, like, in general, as applied to situations that do not involve banditry." 

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"So how come your friends could go home but you couldn't?"

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Rick slumps, a hangdog expression on his face.

"They're from Zaryn's Landport. They have families there. Me, all I've got is a Wanted poster." His voice lowers to a tight-jawed grunt. "For, um, fraud. Not larceny."

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"Huh! What kind of fraud?"

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Rick flushes. "Can we not talk about that?"

He blinks, suddenly.

"Also why are you talking to me at all? I'm a bandit and you totally... I mean, ah, have a nice day? You totally stopped us so I can just... trouble you no more? Aw, I need to figure out what to do with the fake refreshment stand..."

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"--Oh, hey, is there actually booze in that bottle?"

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"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah. We bought some before we set out. For the plan."

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"Cool." She tosses him the gems, picks up the bottle, twists it open, and takes a swig. 

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Ricks stares at the money for a long, long moment.

"Did you just actually buy something from me? You can't do that! It's a fake refreshment... stand..."

Rick realizes what he's saying, and buries his face in his hands.

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She toasts the bottle at him. "I needed the refreshment."

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Rick just lets out a high-pitched groan into his hands and then drops into a sitting position on the ground.

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"What, would you rather we beat you up? 'Cause, like, I can do that if it would make you feel better."

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"No making more work for me on purpose without a good reason."

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One of those giant butterflies wafts gently by. It lands on Rick's head, and he freezes, feeling its weight. But it takes off again a moment later and flutters away. Rick looks up, blinking in confusion. After a moment he returns his attention to Lucy.

"Why are you still here if you're not going to beat me up?"

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“Well, I’m not in a hurry to get anywhere, and you don’t seem like you’d be happier all by yourself.”

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"I'm fine on my own," he says, you know, like a liar. "I'll just... think of a new plan! Yeah."

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Rick wilts under the awkward silence.

One of the nearby horses nickers.

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"Is this plan by any chance also going to include attempting to beat people up and steal their things."

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"I'm not actually any good at beating people up?" Rick offers weakly. "So. It'll probably. Have more steps, than that."

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Snort. "Yeah, no, I'm not letting you do that."

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"What?" he yelps. "What do you mean by that?"

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"I mean I'm press-ganging you into being our native guide!"

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Rick gapes at her for several long moments.

"Native guide? But. I was going to." He can't even finish the sentence because he doesn't have a new plan yet.

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"But you didn't!"

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