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[perfectsymmetry]

Crowe had murdered by his target last Friday, who feigned injury. She stabbed him twice, and as he died slowly on the street she said something about her next meal. He didn't want to know what that meant.

When Crowe wakes up, it seems like a horrible nightmare. He doesn't realize it's been a week, or that the incident has ended. He doesn't care. Obviously he's incapable of helping anyone. So many people told him to be careful, and he was killed so quickly.

At least he's right about it being Saturday. He figures he has two days before he has to head into school. So he's not leaving his room, or his bed. If anyone knocks on his door, it won't be answered. If they open it, they will just find him lying in his bed, not turning to answer who see who it is. The soft sound of music can be heard, though - he's holding his iPhone, which is quietly playing.

Comments

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Well... [His gaze dropped to the floor as he thought how to answer this.]

Yer a helpful sort. I don't know where yer originally from, but I can tell yer a fighter.

[He recalled that look of determination in Crowe's eyes... and frowned.]

... and that's what this place needs. Sure ya may not have some super powers or anything, but ya do what ya can.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

I-I do try... But it doesn't feel like it's enough. I want to help, b-but Mayfield always seems to win in the end...

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

I once knew a group of fellers who kept fightin' whatever was thrown at them to complete their goal. They didn't give up when the odds were against 'em, and that's what ya gotta do.

Seems pointless, but if ya keep at it long enough, who knows.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He bites his lip, still looking dejected, but he manages a nod.]

Right. Something... has to change eventually, r-right?

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

That's the stuff, kid.

[He turns and walks to the door, as if to leave. A pause, before he looks back to Crowe.]

... Ya seem to have quite a few friends 'round this place. Wouldn't it be better to go visit some of 'em instead of makin' them worry?

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[He smiles faintly.] Y-Yeah. I'm lucky to have them...

[emperor-cowboy.livejournal.com]

Yeah. You are.

[His gaze falls to the floor and he finally decides it best to head back downstairs.]