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[ACTION: Are you new in town? Wandering around looking lost? Staring and gawking at the drones and identical houses with a growing look of dread across your face?
If so, a tall teenager will shyly approach you. He's carrying a newspaper bag, but instead of the daily news, there are pamphlets poking out. He has a quiet voice and a light Irish accent.]
Ah, um, excuse me. Couldn't help but notice that you, um, seem to be feeling your out of place. I can explain, if you's like.
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[PHONE:]
Um.
N-No one's seriously considering the position of police chief, right? It's so suspicious... what if you get droned into the role, like Grad-- er, Evan Olney probably was?
If so, a tall teenager will shyly approach you. He's carrying a newspaper bag, but instead of the daily news, there are pamphlets poking out. He has a quiet voice and a light Irish accent.]
Ah, um, excuse me. Couldn't help but notice that you, um, seem to be feeling your out of place. I can explain, if you's like.
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[PHONE:]
Um.
N-No one's seriously considering the position of police chief, right? It's so suspicious... what if you get droned into the role, like Grad-- er, Evan Olney probably was?
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Date: 2011-08-11 06:53 pm (UTC)Ahright, an' you're—wait.
[He remembers back to when Riza showed him her notebook ... wasn't there someone named "Crowe" she talked to?]
You by any chance know a Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye?
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Date: 2011-08-11 07:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-11 08:30 pm (UTC)Yeah; she's'a one that talked to me'a day I showed up. Showed me'a pamphlet Dist wrote an' everything. She ever mention me? I'm Sergeant First Class Balin Wilbur.
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Date: 2011-08-12 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-12 12:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-12 03:53 am (UTC)[Oh, the things this town has done to this kid. There's a list a mile long.]
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Date: 2011-08-12 06:45 am (UTC)Speakin'a which ... How many times have you been attacked by'a other people in'is town? I'd found out about'a "spring culling" when I first arrived, see, an' recently I got pointed to'a "trophy room" at'a roller rink.
Fuckin' disgusting. But I still don't know who killed who an' what for, aside from gettin' tormented into doin' it.
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Date: 2011-08-12 01:24 pm (UTC)[There's a pause. He hates admitting that. It never gets easier, and it makes him feel weak.]
There was no reason during that particular incident to kill anyone. I-If everyone would have j-just ignored it a-and realized it was just another one of Mayfields tricks--
[Crowe died early on, and didn't know about people's fears being brought to life in order to make them participate. He cuts himself off there, though, with a short sigh.] Sorry.
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Date: 2011-08-12 05:33 pm (UTC)[This kid lives with Riza and he doesn't seem like the type to be a murderer at all; and he never saw a "Crowe" at the trophy room, so that confirms what he'd just said about dying early on in the incident ...]
[Balin's only conclusion is that the town is full of sick fucks who see him as a nice, easy target.]
You're right, though. I haven't met many people so far who said'ey got a letter an' didn't act on it. Just two, uh ... Yuri Hyuga an' Hong Meiling. I figure they've got their heads screwed on tight if they ain't'a type to give in to what'a town wants, even with all'a hallucinations an' shit.
—Ahright, Crowe, listen. I'ma Demolitionist back home. I'm workin' on some plans for defendin' my own household, but I'll see if I can do'a same for you guys. You had'a deal with gettin' attacked at home a lot, right?
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Date: 2011-08-12 10:59 pm (UTC)A-A few times. The hazmats. Awhile ago I had tried to build a bunker, i-it was Mr. Saeba's idea, but it... it didn't help. But, um, it's worth a shot, yeah?
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Date: 2011-08-12 11:07 pm (UTC)I wasn't really thinkin' about earthworks, though ... hm. I could probably get some kinda fortification built—no, I can, just a little rusty. Haven't done it since I was a Sapper—[Then he realizes Crowe said "it didn't help."]—wait. What happened to'a bunker?
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Date: 2011-08-13 03:03 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-13 03:12 am (UTC)Ahright ... Yeah, a fortification's not gonna be much help if you got no way of defendin' it when someone's gunnin' for you. Better option in'is case would be active defense. That's what I'm workin' on.
By'a way, was'is Mr. Saeba a military engineer of some type?
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Date: 2011-08-13 03:24 am (UTC)Oh. No? He was, um... well he called himself a "city hunter" which I think is just a term for um, sort of an odd jobs, private detective sort of thing?
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Date: 2011-08-13 04:29 am (UTC)Well, maybe this'll work better. Personally I can't think of anything that says "get'a fuck off my lawn" better'an a storm'a shrapnel.
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Date: 2011-08-13 10:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-14 04:36 am (UTC)I'll let'a Lieutenant know when I've got a good batch of 'em ready.
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Date: 2011-08-14 05:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-14 07:11 pm (UTC)[He's about to say "bye" and hang up the phone when he realizes something.]
—Oh! Uh, you wouldn't happen to know where I can get a copy of'at pamphlet Dist wrote, wouldja? The Lieutenant showed me hers, but I wanted to get a copy or two for the household here.
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Date: 2011-08-15 02:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 03:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-15 03:42 am (UTC)You an' Riza stay safe, Crowe!