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[perfectsymmetry]

[Voice: Screw filters. They're useless as far as Crowe's concerned anymore.

He speaks quickly. It's obvious he's pretty rattled.]

Do not go near them. Do not touch them. Just... just please, stay out of their way. Fighting a-against them will probably have no affect.


Bunkers... Mr. Saeba was working on those, wasn't he? We... I'm going to say we should get back to that.



Has... has anyone checked on Miss Susan...?

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[Action: Crowe will be found tearing apart his garage, looking for metal. Before he was droned, Ryo Saeba had been collecting scrap metal to help build bunkers, and Crowe had been helping him. Now he regrets ever stopping. He's taken what he collected and has brought it down to the basement of his home, and it's at that point he has no idea what he's doing. His housemates will find him sitting there with his supplies, head in his hands, thinking.]

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[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[If the punch fazes the man in the suit, he doesn't show it.

An axe swings towards Crowe's neck.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[The hazmat's lack of reaction catches him off guard, since he was expecting to move in with the punch. Thanks to that he doesn't get his left arm up in time to block the swing, but manages to catch the axe with his arm instead of his neck. He screams, and almost hits the floor. But he uses his adrenaline and anger to at least give the guy the hardest kick he can first.]

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[The hazmat stumbles back without a sound, but is back up within seconds.

From behind, another axe lodges itself in Crowe's back.]

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He makes a choked gasping noise as the axe hits him, and after a few seconds, he hits the floor.]

Merde. No... I swear I.......

[mayfield-mods.livejournal.com]

[There is a sharp, blunt pain in his head, and Crowe's world goes black.]