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mod journal for 62 ([personal profile] judgejudy) wrote in [community profile] 622016-10-28 04:47 pm

DAY EIGHT (morning)





DAY 8 (morning)
Complex Population: 19




It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. Of course, some of you might be waking up due to a rather alarming reason.


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[personal profile] injectors 2016-10-29 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not the same jolt as before, but there are small shocks of electricity running through her body even as she turns to Dazai. The sheets are in the process of being taken cared of, but for now—]

We don't know, but someone seems to have set our apartment on fire. Please — get on your feet now.

[And there is still shit set on fire, so she's grinding her teeth and trying to make sure nobody suffers a heat death here? God. Save them all.]
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[personal profile] estimated 2016-10-29 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ but when he looks around, the fire doesn't seem too big, so while he'd be more alert if it were a larger fire, this one's fine. however, he doesn't want to keep her waiting, so he quickly scrambles up to his feet. ]

I'm up!

[ safe... and eventually down the road, we know that their fire was put out, thanks to angel's and steve's resourcefulness.

so instead, he makes a pointing gesture at his own neck (which only has his usual bandages wrapped around it), and then tilts his head to the side. ]


Angel, right here. Did you have that before? [ the collar, he means. ]
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[personal profile] injectors 2016-10-29 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[Resourcefulness, or flailing. It's up for debate. But when he points out the new addition to her outfit, her expression turns deeply uncomfortable.]

... I didn't.

[The control collar she arrived with is tucked away where she can't see it, so it's not like she's in the habit of wearing something like this to bed. It's making her feel anxious and jittery and trapped — but there's no point in freaking out.]

Whoever set the fire in our room must have placed it on me.