♚ thirteenth step ♚

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[ In the library sits Sefton. He clings to a large pillow that he got from who-knows-where and keeps his back to a bookshelf, rocking back and forth slowly. His hands worry at the edges of the pillow, and he seems to be trying to ignore just about everything else in the area... though if he hears someone or watches them pass by, it's with a longing look that he hides as soon as they might turn toward him. ]

This stinks... Why can't we just go home already...?

[ ooc: Sefton has a consequence! Due to this, drop me some form of contact since it'll affect your character, too. However, due to the consequence, you should keep in mind that the activation of his make-people-like-him power is much more likely before tagging. ]

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[ Mumbles, ] No, s' not.

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Why not? What's up?

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I don't... I dunno.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[That wasn't helpful. Time to pry a little.]

Did something happen?

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[ He goes quiet, which is pretty much an answer on its own. ]

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

... Tell me about it.

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[ When he speaks, it's partially muffled by the pillow. ] Just... I—I talked to some people. Think they're the ones behind all this, or... or involved somehow.

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[His eyes went a little wide at that.]

Seriously? Who... were they? What did they say?

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I dunno. They said... they're approaching 'n apocalypse.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

... An apocalypse.

[He pales a little... and even gives a nervous laugh.]

You know? If this were back in my own reality, I'd just ignore it as another hoax. But here...

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[ He nods. ]