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    "Let the wild rumpus start!

    Oh please don't go - We'll eat you up - We Love you so!"

    -Maurice Sendak, Where the Wild Things Are

    "Time and again I tell myself
    I'll stay clean tonight
    But the little green wheels are following me
    Oh no, not again...
    My mother says to get things done
    You better not mess with Major Tom"

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    It was a dark and stormy night… the clock had only just struck twelve on October First, 2018. Torrents of rainfall thundered on the porous shingled roof of the motley’s home, creating a jumpy rhythm section to the clanging tolls of the old grandfather clock. It was the clock that Reggie had bought at the Tumbledown Market and had placed in the living room. Buckets had been placed in the attic earlier that evening to catch the water leaking through the ceiling, and the occasional plop of a water droplet would echo from above adding to the strange chorus that was playing in the motley’s haven just off of St. Charles.

    The air inside the house was thick with the smell of burning logs, and a faint smell of cinnamon that seemed to always hang over the old home.

    Despite several conversations and even more angry emails and voice messages, Simon Petrow, the landlord of the motley’s home, the penny pincher had still not come around to paying to have the roof fixed. The attic was starting to take on a noxious mildew smell.

    Though the house was insulated from the main roads, the engines and horns of cars could still be heard several blocks down on St. Charles, and even at Midnight before a Monday there were revelers in the streets of New Orleans. Their rambunctious conversations and songs filter down the buildings and the tall wisterias; hauntingly beautiful to those awake, though maybe just obnoxious to those trying to sleep.

    Inside, it was warm and humid. The house was well lit and coseley furnished, despite the warping floorboards and creaking stairs. Little did the Changelings inside know that tonight would be a night that would alter their futures, and possibly change the fate of the city of New Orleans.

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    In the top of a tower far, far away...and maybe a long time ago, or possibly in the far disrant future, Sebastian Rivers stood behind a podium on which there was tied a gigantic ledger. There was a lightning storm outside - there always was when he was in this room in particular, at this book. In fact, he even sometimes felt that the colour bled out of the room like an old movie when he was here.

    The ledger was in his own hand, but created ages ago. In Arcadia. He ran his hands down the pages. I’m so, so sorry... Some of them had red checks next to them, but too few. Those were the dreams he could restore. The others were the stolen. One day, he’d get them all back. He reached down and felt for his glass. He had a drink nearby but it was gone now. He shut the book and began walking down the long, winding staircase and as he did so he began to hear the thunder dwindling down and light began to come in through the tower windows.

    He passed shelves upon shelves and he knew them all. In the most nondescript book on the most nondescript shelf at the most nondescript turn, he knew there was a book, wrapped in silk, wrapped in leather, and sealed gingerly and agonizingly (even through gloves) in an iron lined box ensconced within that false nondescript book. It was danger to them all. He passed by it without a word.

    He reached the ground floor of the door and walked to the doorway to the tower. Then, he turned to the right of the door and picked up a pen. He began to carefully and quickly draw a calligraphied door next to the real passage, and in a snap it became real, connecting the Hedge to a wall in New Orleans. He took a deep breath. If there’s anyone out there, they are your motley. They are your friends. Be...be normal.

    He pushed his drawn door and the wall opened, falling back into place. He made sure another pen was near that wall before going into the kitchen. He looked at the mirror as he passed by it. His hair was curled and long, hanging occasionally before his eyes. He wore a buttoned shirt, but it was untucked, and hung out over the corduroy pants he wore. His sleeves were rolled up. He practiced what his therapist referred to as a “door open” smile...and hated it. He stuck his tongue out at the image in the mirror and walked to the kitchen, refilling his glass.

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    Reggy hated mobile phones, just another kind of shackle as he'd tell anyone who'd listen. No one would listen though. The damned things had been around long enough folk accepted them as naturally as rain. He hated the rain too, it turned trenches into canals and healthy feet into rotting flesh.
    Yet it is a foolish man who refuses the reality of things he doesn't care for. With the house being what it was, old and decrepit, a mobile's connection was far more reliable. He'd have done something about the many leaks upstairs if he didn't have more important matters to attend to. And so he endured, as all Changlings must, these petty annoyances and did what he did best, begged, borrowed or stole in fine language.
    'Come on Eleanor, this is for charity. I'm going to need you to come down on that.' His tone was an impressive performance, one long perfected with practice; It was at once confidently commanding but also supplicating and humble. The trick was to make them feel honoured they were giving him what he wanted 'Your hall's the best, we both know that. That's why I want it, donors don't like donating in anything less than absolute opulence.' He paced as he listened to her answer, finding every creaking floorboard in the room. 'The biggest fish? Probably Cezary Kordaszewski.' Predictably his pronunciation and accent were perfect, as they should be given how much Cezary donated last year. Of course it was blood money, used to salve the conscience of a former mobster exiled from his homeland. Reggy knew that to be true because he'd visited Cezary's dreams many times to prey upon his guilty feelings.
    A pause, a fake laugh that sounded more real then his real laugh 'Eleanor you tease! And I thought you only had eyes for me.' Eleanor was an older woman and likely had never been attractive, but Reggy wasn't above whoring himself out. Besides technically he was older than her. 'Knock 20% off the booking price and I promise to introduce you.'
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    Flying.

    There were so many stops, halts, so much jank, so many imperfections, so many failures on the way here. Every time you did it wrong it was like hitting a pothole - a big, ugly lurch and then a moment when you just came out of it. But when you were having a good run, when your muscles were in sync, when you were hitting your hotkeys and your blood was flowing in tune with the music - then it was like flying. It stopped being just flashing lights. It became synthesis. Perfect communication between human and machine. Being so in tune with something that your senses left the runway of your physical body and your mind could finally SOAR.

    It felt like flying.

    Some people were speedrunners, finding their symphony in overcoming a piece of software. Imere had certainly done plenty of that but she always felt it was a pale imitation of multiplayer. A speedrun was expanding your mind to encompass a specific piece of software. Multiplayer was the process of running everyone else's entire minds and personalities and reflexes as parts of your own mind. When you had a streak, when you did it right, it felt like everyone else was just an aspect of yourself - phantoms of your own mind.

    And through that was the visceral satisfaction of putting a round into a chunky hitbox - of the meaty THWAK of an ubersaw - of one last desperate accusation of being a spy before the critical rocket burst.

    She was here because Eremi (her pet name for the Fetch) hogged all the bandwidth in the apartment when she was streaming, and none of the brits used the internet for anything more than communicating with scammers. Besides, she didn't feel like doing a show herself tonight - some nights she just wanted to fly.
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    The sound of a hammer rhythmically rising and falling was a solid indicator of where Tom was. If that misery, penny-pinching, greedy landlord would not put up the coin for repairs, then Tom would have to do it himself. It may not be high-quality work, but Tom had found that hands accustomed to shedding blood could be used for something other than death and destruction.

    Cramped uncomfortably in the attic with a handful of nails held tightly between his lips, Tom tried to maneuver his large frame around to affix another bit of wooden paneling onto the leaky roof. It wasn’t going to be a glamourous job, but it would hopefully be enough to at least slow the deluge of water.

    Shaggy black hair was damp from the dripping water, and clung to the sharp angles of his face as his cold eyes narrowed in frustration at a particularly damnable leak. Why wouldn’t the damn drip just…stop? If this was still Arcadia, he could have just glowered at it and the water-sprites would have run screaming. But glaring at a drip in the mundane did nothing other than proclaim your proclivities towards crazy.

    Oh, how the mighty had fallen, Tom thought with a wry, rumbling chuckle. But the sound lacked warmth and mirth.

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    Bulging muscles flexed as he drove the last of the nails in, hoping that his make-shift repair work would hold for a little while. Below him, he heard Reggy’s voice filtering up into the attic, and Tom shifted slightly as he tried to step lightly. The creaking of the attic under his weight always made him a bit nervous. Ever since he chased a pack of gnomes across a rickety old bridge in the Hedge, he was more aware of what he was walking on.
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    Downstairs in the living room the chiming of the old grandfather clock suddenly stopped. Perhaps not something you would notice if you were paying attention to other things, but the sudden silence was unnatural. The silence hung over the entire house like a storm cloud.

    Then the old rotary phone by the entrance rang. Reggie was closest to this, having just stopped in hallways. The bell like tone was something a digital phone could never imitate, and it was a noise that none of the motley had ever heard in the house; Simon had been too cheap to pay for a landline. The phone had basically just been an anachronistic decoration. Eleanor continued to prattle away on Reggie's cellphone, her tone flirty, but now suddenly very distant. The chimes of the phone were then joined by every radiator in the house suddenly activating, sounding off with hisses and a series of deep plunking noises all over the building.

    Imere's computer suddenly went on the fritz. Just as she was finishing the end of her speed run, the visual on her oversized monitor began to waver like on an old tube television. One moment Imere was flying through the level, one with her machine, then the next she was suddenly falling. The screen went black and the disk-drive in her handmade computer began to whir loudly. Then the entire thing shut off, killing Imere's hopes of recovering her progress.

    Upstairs in the attic the raining suddenly stopped, just as the phone began to ring downstairs, and Imere's computer shorted. Even the drops coming from the collected water damage no longer fell. It was the darnedest thing. The various buckets lay peaceful on the floor. But when Tom went to look through the gaping hole in the roof, a wave of hot water fell down on him, as if someone had emptied a kettle on his head. And this was when all the glass shattered downstairs.

    Sebastian was still in the kitchen when the first window blew; the one sitting right over the sink. The noise was like an explosion and small shards of glass went flying out into the yard. Then the window in the backyard door shattered, then the one sitting over the small kitchen table. Then upstairs the windows started going. One after the next windows all over the house began blowing outward, a series of high pitched explosions.

    Then there was a sudden shriek that echoed all over the house. It was distant and distorted, a woman's voice growing louder and louder and slowly sharper as if drawing near. There was an explosion in the upstairs bathroom, more shattering glass. Suddenly the girl's screams were inside the house, fully in focus and coming from the bathroom as something large and meaty landed with a thud on the bathroom floor.
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    'Eleanor I'll have to call you back.' He hung up without waiting for reply, suddenly very aware all the hairs on the back of his neck were standing bolt upright. Fear flushed him with a cold sweat, despite all the radinators going off.
    With great reluctance he reached out and picked up the phone, gingerly putting it to his ear 'Hello?'

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    I'm assuming Reggy didn't hear the thump in the bathroom. Let me know if this is wrong
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    (OOC: I'd say the explosion of glass from the bathroom, the girl's crying and the thump were all loud enough to be audible to Reggie despite all the other distractions)

    Eleanor's indignant protests are cut off when Reggie hangs up the phone.

    Despite Reggie's calls, the shrieking from the bathroom continues. The cries are loud and shrill but definitely human.
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    OOC: In that case a small modification...

    IC: 'Eleanor I'll have to call you back.' He hung up without waiting for reply, suddenly very aware all the hairs on the back of his neck were standing bolt upright. Fear flushed him with a cold sweat, despite all the radiators going off.
    He ignored the sound of breaking glass and even the wailing, convinced something terrible lurked on the other side of the phone, reaching out to him through the ether and a plastic wrapped wire. His Keeper was the sort that played with his prey and had a flare for the dramatic, Reggy could almost feel the hands reaching out to drag him back to Arcadia.
    Just paranoia he reassured himself as, with great reluctance, he reached out to pick up the ringing phone.
    As soon as his fingers brushed it he heard the thump from the bathroom. The British Officer Class had been bred to bravely and stupidly charge into danger for hundreds of years, and that breeding served him well now as he knocked the phone rolling on it's side and ran for the bathroom, bellowing for the rest of his Motley.
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    Sebastian shook his head. “Too much noise! Go turn that person off!” , he called out to his various roommates. He paced over to the phone first, though and picked it up. More noise to deal with. Let the others deal with a shrieking person first. He took a drink to fortify himself.

    “Hello?”

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    Cursing under his breath, Tom winced as the hot water soaked across him. A large hand steadily wiped the wet tangled hair from his eyes, before peering accusingly at the hole in the roof.

    The massive man made a move to grab another bit of wood to put up onto the damnable hole when he heard the explosions of glass from downstairs. A surge of agitation at leaving the job unfinished was mired with a cold sweat. Were they under attack? Not on his watch! Grabbing the wicked looking machete from where it was tucked into his belt, he drew it from the simple leather sheath.

    Bolting as fast as he could from the cramped confines of the attic, Tom ignored the step-ladder leading up and simply dropped down with a resounding, thunderous crash before his loping stride brought him to the bathroom.

    To those who bore the cursed sight of the Lost, he instead carried a long sword of strange design. The blade was like black glass, and covered in a thin sheen of oily red – like blood – and the wide cross-guard was carved like twisting, thorn-covered vines. Set in the center of the cross-guard and upon the pommel were fire opals of unsurpassing beauty.

    Tom saw Reggy approaching the bathroom as well, and held a hand up to silently urge his boon companion to wait as he approached the door.

    “What manner of foe do we face, pray tell?” Tom hissed.
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    'Beats me old chap.' Easily effecting an air of nonchalance he definitely didn't feel Reggy slowed to a walk and took up a position besides Tom 'Maybe not a foe at all. Keep that sword handy though.'
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    Peering into the bathroom, the girl's screams are louder; filled with anguish and terror. The bathroom floor is a mess of shattered glass and small crimson pools of blood. Sprawled out over the mess is another Changeling, though it takes a few moments to recognize her.

    She is young, maybe in her late teens. Her mask shows a voluptuous girl with shoulder length hair that may at one point have been dyed a bright green but has now faded to an off bleached color, dressed in a black hoodie, pink skirt and shredded black and green stockings. Behind the mask, you can see two vulpine ears poking through her hair and a long fluffy red tail matted with blood poking out from her skirt. The girl's thick makeup his heavily smeared, and there are a multitude of small cuts on her face and hands.

    You recognize her as Kitsune, a member of The Makers Court of the Night Revelers. To be trite, Reggie only knew the girl from the gossip about her sexual promiscuity in the Changeling community. Kitsune was sprawled on the floor her grey eyes wide and undiscerning, as she shifted on the crunching glass to curl her knees into the embrace of her bleeding arms. Moans and sobs were pouring out of the girl's mouth, and she stared at Reggie without any recognition.

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    Downstairs, Sebastian was holding the old rotary phone to his ear. The voice was distant, like the receiver was no where near the man's ear. His voice was maybe a little familiar, though it was hard to tell through all the cursing. The man was creaming things like "Get back here god damn it!" His voice was strained to the point of ragged, and it sounded like there were glasses or plates being smashed in the background.

    Despite Sebastian's best efforts, the man seems unable to hear him, and continues to rage. The volume begins to fade, not like the man is quieting down, but instead as if the receiver is being taken farther and farther away, and it becomes overtaken with the white fuzz of static. The 60 cycle grows louder, eventually washing over all other noise and then receding till Sebastian is holding nothing but a dead receiver.
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    Sebastian considers the receiver for a moment before putting it down. “Telemarketers...”

    He walked up the stairs to Reggy and Tom. He immediately notices, inescapably so, the woman on the floor. Peeking from behind the two others he takes in anything defining about her. Especially the various cuts and scrapes. “Through the Hedge?”

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    "Hey guys, the lights went out and then there was screaming and yelling, is it the end of days or-rrrr -"

    Quote Originally Posted by Bennosuke View Post
    Peering into the bathroom, the girl's screams are louder; filled with anguish and terror. The bathroom floor is a mess of shattered glass and small crimson pools of blood. Sprawled out over the mess is another Changeling, though it takes a few moments to recognize her.

    She is young, maybe in her late teens. Her mask shows a voluptuous girl with shoulder length hair that may at one point have been dyed a bright green but has now faded to an off bleached color, dressed in a black hoodie, pink skirt and shredded black and green stockings. Behind the mask, you can see two vulpine ears poking through her hair and a long fluffy red tail matted with blood poking out from her skirt. The girl's thick makeup his heavily smeared, and there are a multitude of small cuts on her face and hands.

    You recognize her as Kitsune, a member of The Makers Court of the Night Revelers. To be trite, Reggie only knew the girl from the gossip about her sexual promiscuity in the Changeling community. Kitsune was sprawled on the floor her grey eyes wide and undiscerning, as she shifted on the crunching glass to curl her knees into the embrace of her bleeding arms. Moans and sobs were pouring out of the girl's mouth, and she stared at Reggie without any recognition.
    "- orrr is it an unexplained hot vixen screaming in a pool of blood?" She paused for a second to take that in. "Eh, it's not the weirdest thing I've seen on the internet today. But, like, put a sock on the doorknob or something if you've got company coming over, right?"

    She wasn't completely heartless. It was just that wounded people screaming at her simply didn't register any more.
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    The sight of the carnage of the bathroom didn't phase Tom; the blood and broken glass were a sight he had seen a thousand times before. His face remained coldly passive, but he stepped forward slowly...cautiously...like one would approach a wounded animal.

    It wasn't the chaos that moved him. It was the suffering that caused the spark of anger to light in his rime-encrusted heart. He felt the warmth of Summer flowing through icy limbs and the Ogre knelt before the Lost girl. With surprising tenderness, Tom went to lift Kitsune into his arms and out of the broken pile of glass.

    With her safely tucked up against his massive chest, Tom would turn and begin to carry the bleeding woman down to the livingroom and away from the shattered room.

    Casting a quick glance from deep, black eyes to Reggy and Imere, Tom spoke softly. "Fetch a blanket, please."
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    When Tom bends down to pick up the girl, Kitsune shrieks and puts her hands up as if to defend herself. "No!", she cries, her words quickly slipping into nonsense babble. She shrimps farther into the corner of the bathroom, and pulls herself into a seated position with her knees hugged to her chest. Glass crunches with her shifting weight, and her bloody palms stain her colorful leggings. "Oh God", she cries, "Oh god".

    (OOC: So Kitsune is severely severely traumatized by something right now, perhaps even in the grips of madness. It will take a passed social roll [empathy/expression ect] at a -3 modifier to get her to snap out of it even in the slightest).
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    'Kitsune, do not be scared. You are among friends' speaking quietly and soothingly Reggy takes up a towel and spreads it out before him like a blanket 'Do you remember me? My name's Reggy, we danced at the Baron's Ball three years ago.' They'd both been there, he was sure. Reggy hadn't danced since he got back across the Hedge, he'd had quite enough of that for one lifetime. He remembered her though 'You were on Dandy-lion's arm that night, wearing this fabulous tiny blue dress. I remember he was the envy of the whole Court that night. He never got over you, you know.' He felt like he was cooing to a flighty carrier pigeon

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    Some form of reason comes to Kitsune as her eyes lock with Reggy's. One bloody hand grabs hold of the man's forearm, the grip so cold and so strong. "Help me!" she screams, "you have to get me out of here!"
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    'Anything for you.' he gives her hand a reassuring squeeze 'Where do you want to go?'
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    Sebastian continues to examine the situation. “Damsel in distress...yes, yes very exciting. But why here? Why are you here? Why us? And what’s even wrong with you? I say no one goes anywhere until we know those things.

    He still refuses to actually enter the room, and in fact is not actually looking at the fox Changeling even as he addresses her.

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    Casting a quick glance from deep, black eyes to Reggy and Imere, Tom spoke softly. "Fetch a blanket, please."
    "Blanket, gotcha," said Imere. When she came back she was holding a blanket, a cup of hot cocoa, bandages, rubbing alcohol, a stuffed Donald Duck plushie, and a bottle of multivitamins. She shoved it all vaguely at Tom.
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    Kitsune looks from Reggy to Sebastian, her eyes nearly all pupil. She takes the blanket and stuffed animal from Imere, pulling both tightly to herself as they stain dark red in her grasp. She pushes herself farther into the bathroom corner, shivering. "Oh no," she cries, "where am I? I have to get out... I have to get out of here!"

    She begins her way to her feet, but her legs quiver then give out as she shrieks, and Kitsune collapses in a heap again on the bathroom floor. Her moans quickly shift to sobs.
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    Sebastian looks around, at a loss and finally rapidly raps on Tom’s arm. He extends the glass in his hand, recently filled with wine, offering it clearly to be given to the other Changeling.

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    “Calm, child. Calm. You are safe while you are within these walls, you have my word.” Tom said, voice rumbling up from deep within his chest with the weight of a grinding glacier.

    “Please. Allow me to find you someplace more comfortable?”

    Offering his large hands to Kitsune once again, Tom paused to take the glass from Sebastian and offer it to the Lost girl.

    “And something to help calm the nerves.”

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    Despite Tom's lack of charm, her animal eyes settle and Kitsune says steadily, "I think I want to leave this bathroom." She allows Reggy and Tom to help her up, and takes the glass of wine in her trembling hands.

    More glass crunches as the group leaves the now trashed bathroom. There's blood on the floor, on the walls, on people's bath towels, and staining the toilet paper, and the white tile is littered with glass.

    The group lead Kitsune downstairs to the living room, and she sits herself down on the brick hearth next to the fireplace. A modicum of calm has returned to the girl's face, though she is still shaking, and bleeding from several cuts on her face and arms. She looks about the room, taking things in for the first time. "Your Tom Malory, right?" she says pointing to The Black Knight, "and you're Reginald if I remember correctly. We've met before, right? And I don't think we've met, but you are Imere, right?" She pauses at Sebastian, an empty look on her face, and adds, "I'm sorry, but I don't believe we've met."

    Regardless of the responses, Kitsune brings the glass of wine to her mouth and downs the glass in one noisy gulp. The motley hears as under her breath, Kitsune says, "I've
    got to get out of this city. I can't let him catch me.
    " She places the glass down, hand still shaking badly. The glass is smeared in wet crimson.
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    'Call me Reggy.' Reggy said kindly but firmly 'And if you know Tom you know you landed in the safest bathroom in all of New Orleans.' pouring her another glass he nonchalantly added 'Quite the landing too. Haven't seen anything like that in a few years. How did you manage all of that?'
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    Kitsune watches as Reggy pours her a second glass of wine. This she takes down just as thirstily.

    'Quite the landing too. Haven't seen anything like that in a few years. How did you manage all of that?'
    Flatly, Kitsune responds, "I don't really know. I knew I had to escape... and I've mirror walked a hundred times before," the word suddenly pouring out faster and faster, "but it's never happened quiet like that before."

    Answering Reggy's question seems to trigger some anxiety or intelligence within the changeling and Kitsune hastily stands up. "I think I should be going", she says forcefully, "maybe I am still being followed." The blanket is still draped around the girl's shoulders, stained with several bloody handprints and smears.
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    To no one in particular, Sebastian talks generally to the room. “The telemarketer from before was probably for you then.”

    He looks at the others then back to Kitsune. “No leaving. Who are you running from? That first. It’s tremendously important. To me. And it should be to them as well.”

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    'We all know what it's like to be afraid Kitsune, even Tom.' Reggy said quietly 'Fear can be good, it sharpens the senses. But it can dull the mind.' He sat down before her, waving her down to her seat 'During the war we had a horse stuck in no man's land. God knows how it got there. Miracle it wasn't shot full of holes or tangled in barbed war. Beautiful animal though, pale white and well bred.
    'We wanted to save the poor thing and we were calling it towards our trench. Gerry had the same idea, we could hear them calling in German, ugly language by the way, not made to say sweet things to horses I can tell you!
    'Anyway it would come trotting up to the trench, all friendly, but as soon as it got a look at a bayonet or the like it would go running. Wouldn't stop till it was back in the minefield, wandering about looking for grass. Then it would run up to Gerry, until it saw a bayonet or the like...
    'Poor dumb beast, it came up to my trench nine times, and up to the German's ten times. We'd both have spared the poor thing, hell it was surrounded by men who wanted to feed it despite the hunger in their own bellies. But instead we spent a week watching it starve to death in no man's land.'
    He studied her face intently Running away alone is never enough. If you don't think about where you're running you'll run straight into danger, or straight away from safety.'
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