It gets harder to believe, but be honest

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Stalking through the streets now is Crowe, leading along an injured Silence by the hand. Crowe is holding out a pistol, and looks frightened, tired and panicky. Silence, most notably, is missing an arm. Crowe will stop to shoot any of the zombies that come their way in the head without hesitation, but his aim isn't the greatest right now. Crowe's trying to get him to the hospital or church, whatever he can get to first. Any other zombie fighters out there care to help? Any zombies looking for another snack?

[[OOC - replies will come from both Crowe and Silence in this post!]]

[After reading his letter, listening to a few phone calls, and briefly feeling like he was going to be physically ill, Crowe heads to the phones himself.]

I suppose I've been here long enough to know better than to get on the line to beg and plead with you all. No matter how many times I ask for people to not fall to Mayfield's plots, to not succumb to violence, but there's always those out there who don't listen. They're not just going to magically grant your wishes. Don't believe it. So, I-I ask everyone out there to just stay safe. Stay inside, in your rooms. This will... have to be over e-eventually. If anyone out there needs help, please call me. I'll do whatever I can.

As for my target, you're safe. I refuse to kill anyone for anything, especially just for my own gain.


[Of course, Crowe goes out and immediately breaks his own word. He's mostly sticking to the shadows, unseen, watching out for any signs of trouble. The good thing about not having powers in the first place is not being reliant on them, and he's had some fantastic combat tutors while in Mayfield. However, it occasionally leaves him out in the open. He's armed, so his would-be assassin, Conchita, better approach carefully.]

[Phone: no filters]

[There's a soft sigh before Crowe speaks.]

Things in this town are never easy. Every day here is a struggle in some way, even when things are "normal". We're kidnapped from our worlds, and the threat of us and our friends and comrades being hurt or droned at a moment's notice is always there. We're... we're subjected to all kinds of torture and terrible things, a-and I'd like to think, despite all that, we persevere. I-I know that with each other's support, we can make it though anything Mayfield does to us.

But to think that... that people out there willing to side with Grady makes me sick. Maybe some of you don't know any better. Maybe you're desperate. O-Or maybe you just want to see people suffer! I... I don't know what your excuse is, but to think you could side with a man who treats us like cattle, who drones and kills people without even blinking an eye, a man who treats us like criminals in a prison, I-I just... There's no reason for it! How can you think for a moment that he will reward you with anything? That he's really on your side? He's mad, he's delusional. I've seen it. A-And to think that you people would sell yourselves out to hurt the other people in this town, wh-who just want to get out or live peacefully, the fact that you would make things more difficult for the rest of us, I-I can't... What is wrong with you?! It's not us against each other! It should be us fighting them! Grady, the Mayor, the Postman, Lucy, Billy, whoever... Damnit, if we could all work together on this, all of us, those named included, maybe we could be out of here by now!

[There's a moment where he takes a few breaths, regaining his composure. Such explosions from Crowe are rare, and he's now realizing he's done it to the entire town.]

...I-I don't care what you do to me. Kill me again and again, torture me, do whatever you want. Until you either drone me permanently or keep me dead, Mayfield, I will fight against what is wrong in this town with every ounce I've got. I am going back out on that highway, and I will keep going until I find what it is out there that Grady doesn't want us to know. Even if I learn one new thing, one small clue, it's worth all the pain.

[The phone is slammed down. Not!family can find him packing a bag of supplies, including one of the handguns Mukuro used to hide around the house. He grabs the car keys since his bike is still parked out by the diner. Anyone who wants to talk to him will have to catch him before he heads back out, or as he stocks up on some food and first aide supplies in Mayfield before hitting the road.]