Week 5 Curfew

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[axecessory]

[ oh boy. she's probably off chatting with someone else for a bit, but the commotion is hard to miss.

it seems like being around him is just making things worse, but they can't exactly go anywhere else... so she tentatively approaches as the situation gets more dire. ]

Umm... M— [ maybe not using his name is better? ] Are you okay?

[exercisms]

[Sorry! He's agitated. Though maybe a good call on the name.]

Someone injured me. Who?

[axecessory]

[ she's just slowly sidling up, concern on her face and all through her voice. ]

I'm not sure... but I know they're not here now.

[exercisms]

Then I shouldn't be here, either.

[axecessory]

[ that's... not a response she expects from mob. ]

You're safer here—you shouldn't be out there. [ not that they can leave, but ]

[exercisms]

I don't know where we are? I need to find. . .

[A long pause where he searches for something in his memories to hold onto.]

[axecessory]

[ she gives him a moment before trying for an admittedly nervous smile. ]

Relax—it'll be okay! Let's just take a deep breath and try not to do anything rash...

[exercisms]

I don't want to relax. I want to know who did this.