Derp Tank

Walter: ... How'd you sleep? <:/

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Harry: *Rests next to Key, nuzzling her again*

Mia: Better than I thought I would, heh... you guys knock me out or something...?

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Key: *sighs quietly*

Claire: ...

Walter: ... Morphine. You really needed it.

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Harry: *He kisses Key, then slips off the couch. He whispers to Claire* Morning.

Mia: Figured... thanks...

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Key: *curls up in the warm spot Harry leaves behind*

Claire: ! *whispers back* Good morning.

Walter: ... Don't thank me.

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Harry: ... Are you alright? After yesterday, I mean... Are you doing better since that happened?

Mia: *frowns. she can tell something's wrong, but she really doesn't want to ask* <:( ...

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Key: *sleeps*

Claire: *sighs* ...Yeah, I'm fine. He just hit a raw nerve, that's all.

Walter: Your job today is to get better, alright?

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Harry: ... You know, if it means anything... I know how you feel.

Mia: *smiles a bit, then nods slightly* I'll try my best.

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Key: *sleeps*

Claire: *gives him a questioning, curious look* ?

Walter: Good. You don't have to worry about anything else. <:)

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Harry: ... Todd turned into a hunter right in front of me... I was forced to shoot him. I know what it's like. Watching someone you care about die, I mean.

Mia: *laughs a little* Good to know... don't think i'd be able to do much else anyway. <:P

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Key: *asleep*

Claire: ! ...I'm so sorry.

Walter: Well then that works out just perfect. <:P

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Harry: ... Don't be sorry. The same has happened to you. I'm just here to let you know that you're not alone.

Mia: *snorts*

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Claire: ... *gives him a sad smile* I appreciate that.

Key: *asleep*

Walter: What? <:P

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Harry: *He gives her a warm smile*

Mia: I dunno. :P

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Claire: ...Heh... *looks back out the window* I guess I should probably apologize to Walter...

Key: *asleep*

Walter: You're making me wonder if the morphine's fully worn off or not.

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Harry: Don't apologize to him until he's ready to apologize to YOU.

Mia: Mayyybe, maybe not. I dunno. M'not the best person to ask... :P

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Claire: *nods* I suppose...

Key: *asleep*

Walter: ^^;

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Harry: If he won't apologize, Claire, then he's not worthy of n apology, himself.

Mia: What? XP

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Claire: Mm...

Key: *asleep*

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Walter: Just don't agitate it and you should get better. D:>

Mia: Right... *closes her eyes again* ...wonder how badly it'll scar...

Walter: It'll be fine. That's not something you should worry about.

Mia: *sighs* Again... if you say so...

Walter: ... Go to sleep, Mia.

Mia: ...Only if you promise me that you will too.

Walter: I will, I promise. Just... Please.

Mia: ...okay. *is quiet after that, trying to fall asleep*

Walter: *is also quiet. He doesn't want to sleep until he's sure Mia's asleep*

Mia: *doesn't take long to doze off again. she was exhausted*

Walter: *Allows himself to fall asleep as well*

The Next Morning

Harry: *asleep*

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Walter: *asleep*

Mia: *asleep*

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Key: *is asleep snuggled next to Harry*

Claire: *is awake, even though there's really no reason for her to be. they aren't really going anywhere. She stares silently out the barred window in the safehouse door* ...

Walter: *asleep*

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Harry: *He wakes up and nuzzles Key a little* <3

Mia: *wakes up, still incredibly sore and stinging. noticing that Walter's still asleep, she doesn't try to move... she does, however, look down to see the extent of the damage... she doesn't like what she sees* ...

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Key: *smiles in her sleep, lazily nuzzling him back*

Claire: ...

Walter: *Waking up* ...?

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Harry: *Smiles from this, happy for once*

Mia: ! *looks over at him* ...

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Key: Mmm... *snuggles closer to him*

Claire: ? *glances back at them when she hears movement, and smiles a bit before turning back around and looking outside again*

Walter: *Looks over at Mia* ! Oh -- How long have you been awake? D:

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Harry: *enjoys the short peace they have*

Mia: Not long...

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Key: *is happily asleep there with Harry*

Claire: *wonders how long it will take for Mia to recover...*

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Walter: Yes, I'm here, Mia. How are you feeling? <:(

Mia: *gives him a pained smile* Like someone threw a torch at my face... Izzat how I look...?

Walter: ... I-it's not THAT bad... I-I mean, it got a bit of your face, sure... And your body... But what matters is that you're okay. <:D

Mia: Thas' good to hear... 'least i'm not infected... m'not infected, right...?

Walter: No, no you're not infected, or else we wouldn't be talking right now. <:D

Mia: Good, good... thas' good... S'everyone else okay...?

Walter: ... Everyone's fine. *He leans in to comb a hand through her hair* ... I was terrified today, Mia. I really thought you were going to get infected... Or die.

Mia: I thought so too... M'glad I didn't...

Walter: So am I, Mia... So am I.

Mia: *smiles at him* You look tired... you should sleep...

Walter: ... I don't need to sleep just yet. I want to keep you company.

Mia: Heh... if you say so... y'can keep me company and still sleep... m'still kinda tired...

Walter: Heh... If you say so... *He lets himself close his eyes and relax*

Mia: *closes her own eyes and lets out a small sigh. she tries to move her injured arm, but immediately regrets it, letting out a quiet hiss as her arm burns*

Walter: !! *Immediately looks over at Mia* Careful! D:>

Mia: Ow... okay, so it WAS that bad... D;

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Walter: *is silenced again, now forced to stare down at his shoes bitterly*

Harry: ... You know what, you both hurt each other. It's been a stressful few weeks, though. That's to be expected.

Key: ...You know what? I think what we all need is some food and some sleep... *glances at Mia* We're going to be here for a while anyway. <:(

Mia: *...*

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Claire: *closes her eyes, and takes a deep breath, letting it out as a long sigh to try to calm herself. Maybe she WAS a bit too harsh...*

Waalter: *sighs* ... No food for me. I'm not hungry. *He drags himself over to Mia's bedside, keeping an eye on her*

Harry: D:>

Key: ... <:( *looks over at Harry, then nods towards the door, heading outside*

Mia: *...*

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Claire: ! *glances over when she hears the door opening, but when she sees it's just Key, she rests her head back again with a tired sigh*

Harry: *follows Key out* <:/

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Walter: *Sits on the bed, next to Mia* <:( ...

Claire: *doesn't look up*

Key: <:/ ... *goes to check the kitchen to see if there was any food left in there*

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Mia: *is very much unconscious*

Walter: *Just waits for her to wake up, not in the mood for anything else*

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Harry: .. Anything there?

Mia: *doesn't seem to be waking up anytime soon...*

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Key: Well, there's a ton of canned stuff... at least it's the GOOD canned stuff...

Claire: ...

Harry: Well that's good. *glances out the barred window of the door* ... Not a lot of them out there...

Key: *quietly* Well, that's because Claire kind of slaughtered them all on the way here...

Claire: ...

Harry: ... Mmh... At least other survivors don't have to deal with them, now.

Key: *nods* ...I just hope we don't get any visitors... that didn't go over too well last time...

Claire: ...

Harry: ... It's a pretty big world. I doubt we will.

Key: *nods sadly* ...Wanna eat something?

Claire: ...

Harry: ... Sure. Hand me whatever, I'm too hungry to be picky.

*a few hours later, everyone else has gone to bed*

Mia: *stirs, and groans a bit*

Walter: *is about to fall asleep when he hears this. He immediately whips around, smiling at Mia* <:D !!

Mia: *looks around, squinting in the dark room, wincing when she turns her head* Walt...? Zzhat you...?

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Walter: I wouldn't have let you shoot her anyway. >:/

Harry: *sighs*

Claire: Would you have done it, then?

Key: D: ...

Mia: *...*

Walter: What -- WHAT KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT? D8<

Harry: ... A serious one. Answer her, Walter.

Walter: ... N-No... No, I wouldn't have shot her...

Claire: So you would have left her to suffer as an infected.

Key: D: ...

Mia: *...*

Walter: ONLY UNTIL THERE'S A CURE! D8<

Harry: ... What if there IS no cure, though? It's been weeks, Walter.

Walter: *through his teeth, glaring at them both* Don't GANG UP on me...

Claire: We're not ganging up on you, we're just trying to get you to see reason. At the time we were sent out from the safehouse, they were still no closer to a cure than they were when this whole mess started. How long would you have been willing to wait?

Key: *stays quiet*

Mia: *...*

Walter: ... I-It just takes time... And it's not about REASON, it's a difference of looking at things. Your way may not BE the right way! What if there WAS a cure?? Then Every single man and woman we've murdered along the way, who could have had their humanity RESTORED, would have died for NOTHING.

Harry: *can't help but think of Todd* D8>

Claire: ...Keep thinking that way, and we'll all wind up dead. Until someone comes up with a cure, it's us or them, and I'm not about to let this--*points at Mia*--happen again.

Key: D:> ...

Mia: *...*

Walter: I can see how the death of your teammates have made you bitter. >:/

Harry: !!

Claire: *her eyes widen in shock, then immediately narrow as she glares at him with a silent fury* I suggest we end this conversation here.

Key: D8!

Mia: *...*

Walter: I think you just confirmed what I'm saying. You're using the infected as a scapegoat. You're taking your anger out on THEM because of what they did! D:<

Harry: *backs away from them* D8

Claire: *suddenly yells at him* THEY KILLED THEM! THERE'S NO ONE ELSE TO BLAME!

Key: !!

Mia: *twitches a bit in her sleep*

Walter: *He gives Claire a nasty glare, but this is all he does. He backs down, turning away from the woman* >:(

Harry: D: ...

Claire: *glances around at the rest of the people in the room, expression still furious, then leaves the room in a huff, slamming the door open so hard it closed itself again*

Key: D:> ...

Mia: *...*

Walter: *In an angry hiss* She's wrong, though... I'm sure there's still hope for humanity... There HAS to be a cure...!

Harry: ...

Key: I'm... I'm pretty sure that's not what she meant, Walter... D:>

Mia: *...*

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Claire: *is pacing in the living room, still incredibly angry. how DARE he use the death of her team against her? how DARE he?*

Walter: Then what DID she mean, Key?? Because I'm DYING to know. ENLIGHTEN ME. DB<

Harry: Hey, don't snap at her like that -- Key didn't do anything! D:<

Key: No no no Harry, shh, we don't need another fight... I just really think that since she lost her team, well... she'll do whatever it takes to keep US alive this time. You didn't hear what she told Harry and I the other day--losing her team really hurt her, Walter, and Mia getting hurt's only making it worse... <:(

Mia: *...*

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Claire: *sits on the couch with a frustrated groan, staring up at the ceiling. why didn't he get it? she wasn't about to let anyone else die, not under her watch...*

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Walter: *Holds Mia's hand, shakily whispering comforting words to her* I-It's g-going to be okay, M-Mia... Y-you'll see... I-If w-we could fix 'Arry, th-then... W-we can 'elp you as well...! D8>

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Harry: Is there something I can help out with?

Claire: I don't know how much you can do without risking infection, Harry. <:/ *reaches over to gently remove Mia's gas mask, so she can breathe more easily*

Mia: *tightly grips Walter's hand, drawing quick, shallow breaths, whimpering every so often. her gaze is panicked, eyes locked on Walter's*

Claire: *doesn't like how much damage was done to her* ...Key, i need you to start opening up the bandages. Harry, you go look and see if you can find any more somewhere in the safehouse.

Key: ! *starts sorting through the kit for the gauze and bandages*

Walter: *Keeps trying to comfort her, keeping his eyes on Mia's* You just need to hang on, Mia, everything's going to be just fine... D8>

Harry: *Nods and runs over to look for bandages*

Claire: *pulls water bottles out of their backpack* Key, you have those bandages?

Key: Yep!

Claire: Alright, keep those ready. I'm going to need you to hold those against her skin after I wash the acid out.

Key: *nods*

Claire: *carefully pours the water over Mia's burns--luckily, the rain had helped clean them out a little bit*

Mia: *suppresses a cry of pain, her grip on Walter's hand tightening*

Walter: *winces a bit* D-do we still have morphine left? In fact, we SHOULD have bandages and supplies and things from when I looked through the hospital! D8>

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Harry: *looking*

Claire: Those are the bandages we're USING. D; I'm iffy on the morphine, since we don't know if she's infected or not... Let's just say the infection doesn't react well to sedatives. *still cleaning her wounds*

Mia: *still very much in pain*

Key: *is pressing the bandages to Mia's skin as instructed*

Walter: B-but what if she's NOT infected?? She's in PAIN, Claire! DD8>

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Harry: *searchiiing*

Claire: ... *sighs* Grab the morphine, then, it should be in the kit. *still cleaning*

Key: *still helping*

Mia: *still in pain*

Walter: *runs and gets morphine, handing the syringe to Claire* DDD8

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Harry: *finds a first aid kit* ... Ah! D:

Claire: *sets the water bottle down, and takes the syringe* Deep breath, Mia. *injects her with it*

Mia: !! *hisses in pain*

Key: *waits* <:(

Walter: It's going to be alright, Mia... J-just go to sleep and let us take care of you. D:>

Harry: *Walks in* I found a first aid kit.

Mia: *mumbled as the sedative takes effect* M'sorry...

Claire: *to Harry* Oh, good, hand that to Key, please. <:/ *goes back to cleaning Mia's wounds*

Key: <:(

Walter: Wh-whah... Hah, wh-what're you sorry for...? There's nothing for you to be sorry about... D:>

Harry: *hands the first aid kit to Key* <:(

Mia: Could'a done better...

Key: <X( *takes the kit and starts pulling bandages out of that as well*

Claire: *keeps working*

Walter: That's crazy. We were overwhelmed -- No one would have seen this coming. D:>

Harry: <:/

Mia: nnh... still could'a... *her eyes droop closed and she falls unconscious*

Claire and Key: *work*

Walter: *Watches her, a pain glimmering off his eyes. He doesn't like seeing her like this*

Harry: <:(

*some time passes*

Claire and Key: *have finished bandaging Mia*

Mia: *has bandages all up her right side, from her leg all the way up to her head, though the gas mask saved her face from the more serious burns, though her ear and part of her cheek had been burned. She's still knocked out by the time they're finished*

Claire: *takes off the gloves and her gas mask, feeling that it was safe enough to do so* ...She isn't showing any signs of infection, so at least she was spared that.

Key: Thank god...

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Harry: We've still got that spitter to worry about, too. >__>

Walter: Let's try and keep walking. If they don't show up, that's on them. >:/

*suddenly, the loud and angry cries of infected are heard from an alleyway, soon joined by the sound of running footsteps*

Mia: OKAY, LIKE WE NEEDED THAT, TOO. D8

Key: D8!?

Claire: !!! *faces the disturbance, and starts shooting as soon as the infected emerge from the alley*

Harry: frack shoot SUCKING FIT shootTING frackING frack! D8< *shoots at them*

Walter: *SLASH*

Key: *SHOOTS AT STUFF OH MY GOD*

*more growls and screams sound from behind them as more infected appear*

Key: NOT COOL. NOT COOL!! D8

Claire: Don't panic...!!

Mia: D8 *SHOOTS THINGS*

Harry: KINDA HARD NOT TO PANIC RIGHT NOW, CLAIRE!! DDDB< *Shoots at the horde!*

Walter: *KER-SLASH!*

Spitter: *reveals itself, and shoots its glob of goo at the group*

Key: !!!! MIA, LOOK OUT-- *grabs her arm and pulls her aside*

Mia: !? *barely avoids being hit in the back by the glob of acid. it lands harmlessly a few feet ahead of her* HOOOH GOD, THANK YOU. D8

Claire: *is rather busy shooting things--she kills the spitter*

Harry: *Quickly backs away from the spreading spitter acid* Ah! D8

Walter: *SLASHES AND KILLS*

Mia: *steps away from it when--*

Smoker: *appears back on the rooftop, and snares Mia's leg, yanking on it*

Mia: !! *is pulled to the floor, and dragged--right towards the spitter acid*

Key: !!!!!! *tries shooting at the smoker, but her view is quickly blocked by the horde* MIA!!! D8>

Claire: --!??!? *can't see what's happening due to the sheer amount of infected surrounding them*

Walter: !! MIA!! DDD8> *he slashes his way through the horde, trying to get to her*

Harry: DDD8 !!!

Mia: *practically claws at the pavement, trying to keep herself from being dragged, but she's pulled kicking and screaming through the puddle of acid*

Key: *has given up on trying to kill the infected in her path, and simply shoves them aside instead (she's immune, it doesn't matter!!) once she gets a clear shot, she shoots and kills the smoker*

Claire: DDDD8!!

Walter: !!!!! *He slaughters zombies in order to get to Mia. When he does, he pulls her away from the acid* MIA, OH GOD!! D8>

Harry: D8 ...

Mia: *is shaking uncontrollably in his arms, her arm and a lot of the right side of her body still covered in the searing goo--the acid even melted off part of the side of her gas mask. she whimpers from the pain, too in shock to do much else*

Claire: *makes it a point to kill practically every infected that crosses her path (is if it would help her at all)*

Key: *does the same--she just wants to get Mia to a safehouse as fast as possible*

Walter: DDDD8> *He picks her up in his arms, standing up with her. He then runs as fast as he can while carrying someone*

Harry: !! *follows Walter, defending him*

Key: !!! *immediately follows*

Claire: *runs after them, shooting anything that follows them*

*it slowly starts to rain*

Mia: *shakes and whimpers pathetically in Walter's arms, though the cool rain helps a bit, washing off some of the acidic bile*

Walter: *He runs with Mia for until they all reach the Safe House*

Harry: *opens the door for them* D8

*It's an apartment room*

*they all rush in*

Claire: *quickly shuts the door behind them, and drops everything* Key, do you have a medical kit in that bag?

Key: I-I-I--YES I think so-- *takes off her bag and digs around in it before pulling it out* Got it! D8>

Claire: Walter, put her in that bedroom over there!

Mia: *is still in very bad condition*

Walter: *He quickly runs Mia into the bedroom and places her on the bed* Please be okay...! D8>

Harry: D8> ...

Mia: *is shaking and hyperventilating and panicked and very much in pain, her entire right side feeling like it's lit on fire*

Claire: *hastily opens up the kit and pulls on gloves* Key, I'm going to need your help with this. I need someone in here with a weapon in case she's infected...

Key: *nods* D:>

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Walter: ... Alright. <:) *He gets up and heads out with Mia*

Harry: ! Oh, hi. <:/

Mia: Hello. ^^

Claire: Now that we're all here--time to pack up, we're heading out.

Mia: Already? D:

Claire: The earlier the better.

Key: Ooookay! *goes to pack up stuff*

Harry: *also starts packing*

Walter: *locates his katana*

Claire: *pulls her gas mask on and grabs her gun*

Mia: *puts some extra stuff in her pack and slings it over her shoulder, then grabs her gun and mask*

Key: *finds her backpack and grabs her pistols*

Walter: *packs*

Harry: *Puts on his gas mask* We're about ready, yeah?

Mia: Yep.

Claire: *waits for the others*

Key: *looks out the window* ...looks like it might rain again. <:I

Harry: Oh, that reminds me. *Quickly takes off his gas mask to choke down his daily dose of Prozac, then puts it back on and gets his gun* H'okay.

Walter: Think it started kicking in yet, 'Arry?

Harry: No.

Key: *mumbles* Just needs a little more time is all...

Claire: Are we ready?

Mia: Yep.

Claire: Good. *opens the door outside*

*they all head out*

Harry: *smacks a zombie away with the butt of his gun*

Walter: *slices through two at once that come charging at him*

Claire: *shoots a few she spots at a distance*

Mia: *spots a Smoker in the distance, and shoots at it, but it gets away* shoot.

Key: Gotta keep an eye out for that one. D;

Harry: Alright, so if anyone sees that thing again, blast its head off.

Walter: Well I don't have a gun, so I guess I'll continue mowing down the regular zombies.

Key: *keeps an eye out for it*

Mia: *does the same, watching the rooftops* ...

Claire: *mows down a small group that charged at them suddenly* !

Walter: *Easily helps take down the horde*

Harry: *scans the rooftops, feeling uneasy*

*a quiet screeching sound is heard in the distance*

Mia: ...I don't like that sound... D;

Key: 8C

Claire: Sounds like a spitter... Shoot it as soon as you see it.

Harry: *readies his gun* >:/

Walter: <__<;

Mia: *can hear smoker coughing behind her, and she turns around to face the source of the sound* !! ...where IS IT...???

Key: *is visibly nervous* I don't know...!

Claire: ...

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The Next Morning

Walter: *Asleep*

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Harry: *Groggily waking up* Mf...

Mia: *asleep*

Claire: *already awake, sitting quietly to avoid waking the others*

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Key: *asleep*

Walter: *Is pretty tense for a while before waking up with a gasp, panicked, looking around the room in a cold sweat* DDDD8> ??

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Harry: *He nuzzles Key* <:)

Claire: ?? *shoots him a concerned look* D:

Mia: *is woken up by the sudden movement* Whuh--what's going on? D;

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Key: *smiles in her sleep*

Walter: *He finds Mia there and suddenly pulls her in a tight hug, shaking* ... O-Okay... S'just'a dream... You're okay...

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Harry: *Combs his fingers through her hair* <:)

Mia: ! ... *confused, she hugs him back* Yeah, I'm fine... nothing happened... <:(

Claire: D: ... <:( ...

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Key: *wakes up from this* Mmm... morning...

Walter: God, I just... I guess I haven't been completely desensitized, huh?

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Harry: 'Morning, Key. :)

Mia: *quietly* What happened, Walt...?

Claire: <:/ ... *gets up and quietly leaves to give them some privacy*

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Key: Sleep okay?

Walter: *Quietly, voice shaking* ... It was just a nightmare. Nothing you need to worry about.

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Harry: I... I slept pretty okay, actually. You?

Mia: Okay... If you say so. <:(

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Key: Same. :) *leans up to kiss his cheek, then slides out of the booth* Oh, hey Claire!

Claire: Good morning. :)

Walter: *He doesn't let Mia go, instead deciding to nuzzle her cheek, the nightmare really effecting him*

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Harry: *gives Claire a smile and a little wave*

Mia: *kisses his cheek, and nuzzles him back. it must have been something serious if he was making him act like this...*

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Claire: *returns the wave*

Key: So we'll be heading out again today?

Claire: Yep.

Walter: *After a few minutes, he finally lets her go* ... I-I'll be okay... I'll be okay...

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Harry: *Slowly stands up and gets out of the booth* Alright.

Mia: *kisses him* We'll be fine... We've made it this far. <:P

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Key: Okay--where's everyone else? :I

Claire: They're um... working something out, just give them a minute. <:/

Walter: *Kisses her back and gives her a weak smile*

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Harry: Them? Really? :/

Mia: *smiles back* Come on, i'm pretty sure everyone else is waiting.

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Claire: Yeah. I don't think Walter... slept well. :/

Key: Oh. D:

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Walter: Don't rain on our parade, Scrooge. >:P

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Harry: ... There must be some reason behind it...

Claire: *holds her hands up defensively* I'm not telling you to stop!

Mia: good, good. c:

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Key: Wwwwell, I dunno! I mean, THEY'RE obviously comfortable with just goin' at it, maybe they don't get that we aren't!

Walter: So Mia, we must separate them. Find a way to be alone with them. Then convince them to have the sex. :3

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Harry: Maybe that's it, yeah -- Wait. W-We're not comfortable with it...? D:

Mia: Now THAT might be easier said than done. Those two are inseparable. :I

Claire: *eats*

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Key: *stammering* Ah--w-well, I just mean we haven't um, progressed to that yet! Yeah! D///:

Walter: We can find ways. ;D

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Harry: Oh -- W-well not that I was trying to force anything like that on you - I just - I was just wondering. D///8

Mia: Of course, of course. c:<

Claire: *eats*

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Key: Oh, no no I didn't think you were trying to force anything, it's okay. D////:

Walter: Like, I'm sure that if we ask, they won't really think NOT to, say, follow us over, alone, to talk. :3

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Harry: Well okay then. 8///C

Mia: Good point. They won't suspect a thing. CX

Claire: Heh...

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Key: ... Umm... *looks over at the barred window* It's getting late... maybe we should get some sleep. D///;

Walter: Nope, they won't. C:

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Harry: Yeah, good plan! D////: Where?

Claire: *yawns widely, tired*

Mia: *also yawns* Aaahhhhhh, contagioussss....

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Key: *glances around* Well, we could always sit in one of the booths...

Walter: *Yawns as well* Ohh dear, it appears that sleeping is a good idea now.

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Harry: That works. :) *he lies down on one side of a booth, though because of his height, his legs stick out awkwardly*

Mia: Yes, I agree. *rolls up the top edge of the bag of chips, and sets it back on the shelf*

Claire: *does the same, leaning back against the shelves and closing her eyes* 'Night, you two.

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Key: *snickers* You know, it'd probably be easier to sleep in those while sitting up. XP

Walter: Sweet dreams to you both. ^^ *finds a places to curl up and sleep*

meanwhile

Harry: Oh right. D: *he moves himself so he's sitting and leaning against the wall with his head*

Claire: *smiles a bit*

Mia: *goes to curl up next to Walter* <3

meanwhile

Key: :) *slips into the seat next to him, resting against his arm* <3

Walter: *snuggles with Mia* <3

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Harry: *Looks over and gives Key a tired smile*

Mia: *snuggles into him, nuzzling his cheek* g'night... <3

Claire: *opens an eye to glance over them, smiles, then goes back to trying to sleep*

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Key: *returns the smile, then closes her eyes to try and sleep*

Walter: *nuzzles back* Mhm ~ *He later falls asleep*

meanwhile

Harry: *lies his head back down and tries sleeping*

Mia: *doesn't take too much longer to fall asleep as well*

Claire: *is out cold well before them*

meanwhile

Key: *dozes off rather quickly*

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