It's a rather quaint town when you get down to it. At least, that's what the Sheriff would argue. Warm and dry in the mornings and afternoons with a brisk coolness in the evenings. The perfect type of weather to just sit out on your rocking chair and observe the comings and goings.
... Of course, there's not much in the way of comings and goings when there aren't any actual people here to watch. Nevertheless, don't let that get you down! The town is your oyster and those roosters won't stop crowing until everyone's out of bed. Up and at 'em, rise and shine, it's time to make the day yours!
Except there is, perhaps, a few things amiss.
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[ It's both a warning and a whine, given her tone, but she lets it drop. She knows he probably won't leave her alone about it, and given the way it's increasingly starting to feel, she ... probably actually is hurt. Which ... isn't good.
Panic is a hell of a drug.
She watches him with some surprise as he retells the clinic exploration story. She'd heard they'd explored it and basically gotten blown up for their troubles, but the sensor is new. ]
Like ... a machine? That's weird. I know I didn't see anything like that. I wonder if Natalie did.
[Leaving her with an injured foot on a Thursday is the same as hanging a sign that says kill me on her neck, so. Yeah. No. He's not going to leave her alone about it, so it's good that she lets it drop.
Scrunching his nose at the memory, he nods.]
Yeah. It was shaped like a box? A murder box — but it had this red light on top of it. If the light caught you, it'd send out a weapon. That's how I got injured. Damian broke the sensor, I think, but... [Recalling what she mentioned a minute or so ago:] ... You said Natalie was really injured, right? Could be she ran into that thing. Or something worse.
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[ It's both a warning and a whine, given her tone, but she lets it drop. She knows he probably won't leave her alone about it, and given the way it's increasingly starting to feel, she ... probably actually is hurt. Which ... isn't good.
Panic is a hell of a drug.
She watches him with some surprise as he retells the clinic exploration story. She'd heard they'd explored it and basically gotten blown up for their troubles, but the sensor is new. ]
Like ... a machine? That's weird. I know I didn't see anything like that. I wonder if Natalie did.
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Scrunching his nose at the memory, he nods.]
Yeah. It was shaped like a box? A murder box — but it had this red light on top of it. If the light caught you, it'd send out a weapon. That's how I got injured. Damian broke the sensor, I think, but... [Recalling what she mentioned a minute or so ago:] ... You said Natalie was really injured, right? Could be she ran into that thing. Or something worse.