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[stirtheblood]

WHO: That Guy / Edgelord Supreme / insert name here
WHERE: The new jail behind the cafeteria
WHEN: Day 12, late night

[Peace and quiet lasted almost 24 hours! If you don't count the brief gunfire at Rose in the afternoon. And any other intervening shenanigans people get into.

But now—

BOOMboomboomboomboom

You can hear several very loud explosions coming from town.

If you drag yourself out of bed to check it out, the new jail is looking significantly worse for wear. It was clearly vandalized even before the explosions, but now the majority of the outer walls are missing, leaving the jail cells open to the outside air. The freezer and the solitary confinement room appear to have escaped intact, though, and the interrogation room is probably still usable, if a bit more airy.]

Comments

[chasseurdebeaute]

It's true that it was impressively clamorous.

[Covering his nose and poking his head in to check what was left standing--relieved when the freezer seems fine.]

[stirtheblood]

Heeeh... Looks like it didn't quite get all o' it. But havin' the cold room still ain't bad, I guess.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Oui, meat needs time to rest to cure in order to achieve a more palatable flavor and texture, and having a clean and cool place to store it greatly decreases the chance of spoilage during the process. I admit I'm quite relieved this part remains standing!

[stirtheblood]

That right? I don't usually have had any kinda storage, so I ain't picky about my meat. Bet she'd love ya, though...

[Vicious trails off as his brow furrows. He can't quite remember who he's talking about?]

[chasseurdebeaute]

No? I suppose I shall have to offer you a sample when it's ready, so that you can properly appreciate this narrow escape.

[Will go in and make sure everything is still hanging up properly.]

A friend of yours?

[stirtheblood]

[Vicious twitches visibly at that question.]

...

Just some weird girl I knew once. Prob'ly.

[chasseurdebeaute]

If she was weird then it was magnanimous of you to remember her tastes, fufu.

[stirtheblood]

Oh, I like weird people. They make things interestin'.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Ah, I'm pleased to hear that!

[stirtheblood]

'Cause yer a weirdo yerself, right?

Gotta warn ya, havin' the attention of someone like me ain't usually good for yer health.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Fufufu, I am often told so, it's true. But I am quite confident in my health, so I suppose we shall see who wins out!

[stirtheblood]

You're real confident if you're sayin' that while lookin' at this place.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Nobody's hard work was wasted in the end! Perhaps it has even produced usable material, if there are enough bricks and concrete intact amongst the rubble.

[stirtheblood]

Mm, I was thinkin' o' stealin' one o' these mattresses, too. S' a bit torn up, but it'd still be a nice addition to my camp.

[chasseurdebeaute]

You would still rather camp than stay in one of the buildings?

[stirtheblood]

Hmmm? Where exactly do ya think I should be sleepin'?

[chasseurdebeaute]

I suppose if I were in your position, I would make shelter amongst the bookshelves at the recreation center's library, or lay beneath the lighthouse lamp and watch it spin at night.

[stirtheblood]

I'd rather be out in the meadow than in with some stuffy books. And that light's annoyin'.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Fufu, I suppose it is easier to see the moons from the meadow!

[stirtheblood]

Ya like that kinda thing, huh?