["You need to be stopped! You're just as bad as Amon!"
...it's not even the sirens that wake him up today. In fact, it's a long while before the sirens go off that he wakes up, kind of panting and sweating. That... was one of those things, wasn't it? Like clockwork, they've hit sometime Saturday night into Sunday every week... and Sigrun had basically confirmed they weren't dreams.
...there's no way he's going back to sleep after that. He sort of lays in bed for a while, trying to get the image of the Avatar preparing to... probably immolate him out of his mind... but he can't. He keeps thinking about it because she would, but he can't be dead, can he? No, he does have...
...
It wouldn't just leave a relatively small electrical burn. That can't be the last of what he's missing.
...it's a good thing the walls are soundproof so that no one hears the incredible "FUCK!" he just let out. Well, there's absolutely no getting back to sleep after that, so he takes a very... very long shower, makes himself presentable, and goes out to make breakfa--oh. The... door's still closed.
Well, he'll wait around outside of the kitchen until it opens, at which point he's going to furiously make breakfast to keep his mind off of the fact that things apparently went to hell and he doesn't know how badly they went to hell, but they did, and after Yato--
...There's a new floor. Let's consider that instead. What is the chapel. What is this for? ...Meditating? Yeah, that'd be real excellent if he was the Chief or someone who actually cared. Maybe there's something else in there, though? He'll start investigating that before he does anything else. Next is oh thanks Kingmaker the shooting range is exactly what he wanted to deal with today, thanks for ---
oh there's a bar.
...fuck it he's going to spend a few hours at the bar slowly sipping something kind of fruity while he looks like he wants to punch something.]
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...it's not even the sirens that wake him up today. In fact, it's a long while before the sirens go off that he wakes up, kind of panting and sweating. That... was one of those things, wasn't it? Like clockwork, they've hit sometime Saturday night into Sunday every week... and Sigrun had basically confirmed they weren't dreams.
...there's no way he's going back to sleep after that. He sort of lays in bed for a while, trying to get the image of the Avatar preparing to... probably immolate him out of his mind... but he can't. He keeps thinking about it because she would, but he can't be dead, can he? No, he does have...
...
It wouldn't just leave a relatively small electrical burn. That can't be the last of what he's missing.
...it's a good thing the walls are soundproof so that no one hears the incredible "FUCK!" he just let out. Well, there's absolutely no getting back to sleep after that, so he takes a very... very long shower, makes himself presentable, and goes out to make breakfa--oh. The... door's still closed.
Well, he'll wait around outside of the kitchen until it opens, at which point he's going to furiously make breakfast to keep his mind off of the fact that things apparently went to hell and he doesn't know how badly they went to hell, but they did, and after Yato--
...There's a new floor. Let's consider that instead. What is the chapel. What is this for? ...Meditating? Yeah, that'd be real excellent if he was the Chief or someone who actually cared. Maybe there's something else in there, though? He'll start investigating that before he does anything else. Next is oh thanks Kingmaker the shooting range is exactly what he wanted to deal with today, thanks for ---
oh there's a bar.
...fuck it he's going to spend a few hours at the bar slowly sipping something kind of fruity while he looks like he wants to punch something.]