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betterplace2012-12-03 03:23 pm
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Log 1
Who: Everyone (General Log)
What: Make yourself at home.
Where: A new town
When: The first day
What: Make yourself at home.
Where: A new town
When: The first day
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Sometimes I do think you'll be the death a' me. Like now.
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Think we're done here?
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[He pretends to ignore that snickering and turns for the door.
...Only to whirl around again and try to snap a picture of Czes with the camera he snagged earlier.]
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You underestimate Czes' fight or flight instincts. The moment he catches even a glimpse of Firo turning, his brain immediately screams danger and he dives for the nearest escape, disappearing behind a bunch of shelves!!]
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H-huh? Czes? C'mon, a picture's not gonna kill you!
[He sets the camera down on the shelf beside him and moves closer to peek around the corner of the shelf Czes darted behind.]
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Ah...
... S-sorry.
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...No, I'm sorry. Didn't think that'd scare you so much.
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It was just that you moved really suddenly. I'm used to running away...
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...Well, you don't hafta run from me.
[He winces, recalling that time Czes really should have run. It feels like forever ago, back when they were still in the original Mayfield, but he knows it's not so distant as to be forgotten.]
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[He laughs, nervously, and pushes himself out of his hiding spot, straightening his clothes.]
Don't worry about it! It's just... old habits.
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...Are you sure?
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...Well, if there's anything I can do to make you less jumpy, just say so.
[He turns for the exit, but glances over his shoulder to make sure Czes is coming.]
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... Don't worry about it.
[His voice is a little lower, but there's no anger in it when he turns and gives Firo a smile. Not quite as cheery as his childish ones, but it's one nonetheless.]
It's a habit from years and years of doing it. But I don't really think you're gonna hurt me if you can help it.
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[He continues more firmly:]
I won't. I promise.
[If he can help it. Firo's not convinced they're really safe here.]
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[He doesn't. But he doesn't doubt it so strongly, either.]
Don't worry, Firo.
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...All right.
[He sighs and starts for the door again.]
Where do you wanna go next?
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Somewhere to get stuff for our beds? I think we had beds, at least, but I want a good pillow.
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