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[bloodsoakedfangs]

Jessica feels a bit bad for making Marian jump. She watches her drink and tilts her head a little, feeling sympathy for Marian.

"I'm sorry to put you in this position..." Jessica wished she had parents to call instead.

"Everything is going to work out somehow. No matter what. We could ask the cashier where the nearest library is if they do say no. We can make our way there and use the computer, phone, bathroom, water fountain, I'm assuming. And libraries always have like... resources. You know? Even if we needed like a food bank or shelter. Anything we do next will be temporary, but we will get right side up. I promise. I know we will."

Please let them say yes, Universe. Please let them say yes. Jessica thinks to herself.

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Jessica returns an anxious smile and nods.

"Let me know when you're ready to ask. No rush." She reassures her. She smiles more earnestly in an attempt to be encouraging.

Jessica was starting to feel hungry, and being surrounded by food she couldn't buy was difficult. The idea of stealing some crosses her mind but she knows there are likely cameras. She also feels like she might get caught from her lack of experience.

"I wish we could just take some of this food, you know?" She murmurs quietly.

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He carefully takes the cloths.

"That makes sense... I don't know what it is or if it'll heal up normal or get worse. It's itchy. Usually means it's healin' right?" He presses them to the wound and then rethinks it.

"Could you actually wet one of these with warm water and wring it out for me, please?" He feels like he has an oncoming headache and rubs his forehead, closing his eyes. "Just for the sake of no secrets and nothin' hidden, my head is starting to hurt. Probably just a headache but just in case it's related, you know..."

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"Yeah... feels like the rememberin' kind." He says and gently reaches out for the rag as she heads back to him. Riley felt a bit confused more than anything. "Some dreams I remember, some I don't. I do remember bits and pieces of things but... not as much as I'd like."

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"Well, I'm... sure it could but... I feel like I just don't know. It's so jagged. And... I feel like I had a nightmare but I just don't really remember..." He breathes shallowly and seems to zone out a little. He puts his hand fully over the cut and starts remembering pieces.

"Uh, I feel like it was... somethin' about... like... I don't know how to explain it." He is having a hard time voicing the things in his mind.

"When I... crossed over to do what The Dark Master wanted me to way back when, it all felt like a... dream with no consequences. It didn't feel like it was actually real life. The dream I had felt kinda like that. It's hard to explain. It felt like this sense of like... impending doom and then... at some point I got yanked, like turned around and someone cut me. But I feel like it was me that cut me, a different version of me. And I saw this like... portal vortex. It was all blue. But it didn't feel real. Oh! And then..." He squints, trying to remember. "Something made me scared and I woke up and yelled I think. It's so hard to remember." He feels a bit of fear coiling in his body. "Makes me wanna say it was just a dream but maybe it wasn't and it just felt like it... or maybe my brain is making all of this up, I don't know... but it feels like that was what happened. But I could be wrong, I don't know."

He goes over and sits on the bed and holds his head, struggling to think, remember, and focus. He rubs his forehead kind of hard. Quietly frustrated.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

He carefully takes the cloths.

"That makes sense... I don't know what it is or if it'll heal up normal or get worse. It's itchy. Usually means it's healin' right?" He presses them to the wound and then rethinks it.

"Could you actually wet one of these with warm water and wring it out for me, please?" He feels like he has an oncoming headache and rubs his forehead, closing his eyes. "Just for the sake of no secrets and nothin' hidden, my head is starting to hurt. Probably just a headache but just in case it's related, you know..."

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Jessica walks over to talk to the cashier. She goes over and grabs two travel style disposable coffee cups and fills them with water, returning soon with them. She holds one out for Marian.

"He just said not to use the big cups... I was trying to remember the phone number for this lady I knew named Jennifer. She helped me and Riley out a lot growing up. But she lives kinda far from here and we haven't talked in years. She was a really sweet lady though. Really saved my ass a few times." Jessica's expression is a bit down, winged with regret and sadness. Remembering a difficult time.

"I don't even know if she's still alive though, actually." She takes a slow but long drink. She doesn't want to have to refill her water too soon. It's a relief to drink, cold and refreshing.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

Jessica feels a bit bad for making Marian jump. She watches her drink and tilts her head a little, feeling sympathy for Marian.

"I'm sorry to put you in this position..." Jessica wished she had parents to call instead.

"Everything is going to work out somehow. No matter what. We could ask the cashier where the nearest library is if they do say no. We can make our way there and use the computer, phone, bathroom, water fountain, I'm assuming. And libraries always have like... resources. You know? Even if we needed like a food bank or shelter. Anything we do next will be temporary, but we will get right side up. I promise. I know we will."

Please let them say yes, Universe. Please let them say yes. Jessica thinks to herself.

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His brows furrow.

"Deep gash?" He asks confused. He goes to the mirror and turns to try to look at it.

"Oh fuck... that's worse than I thought. Uh..." He tries to think. He shakes his head.

"I can't think of nothin." Seeing how bad it is somehow makes it hurt more. It didn't look so good. "This wasn't there last night."

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Mari hissed through her teeth. She regretted letting Salvi go to help Damien. He might have an answer here. "I don't know...could magic do something like that?" It made as much sense to her as anything else. She held Jameson tighter, looking around for some kind of cloth she could give Riley to help. "I can burn you, so maybe something else cuts?"

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"Well, I'm... sure it could but... I feel like I just don't know. It's so jagged. And... I feel like I had a nightmare but I just don't really remember..." He breathes shallowly and seems to zone out a little. He puts his hand fully over the cut and starts remembering pieces.

"Uh, I feel like it was... somethin' about... like... I don't know how to explain it." He is having a hard time voicing the things in his mind.

"When I... crossed over to do what The Dark Master wanted me to way back when, it all felt like a... dream with no consequences. It didn't feel like it was actually real life. The dream I had felt kinda like that. It's hard to explain. It felt like this sense of like... impending doom and then... at some point I got yanked, like turned around and someone cut me. But I feel like it was me that cut me, a different version of me. And I saw this like... portal vortex. It was all blue. But it didn't feel real. Oh! And then..." He squints, trying to remember. "Something made me scared and I woke up and yelled I think. It's so hard to remember." He feels a bit of fear coiling in his body. "Makes me wanna say it was just a dream but maybe it wasn't and it just felt like it... or maybe my brain is making all of this up, I don't know... but it feels like that was what happened. But I could be wrong, I don't know."

He goes over and sits on the bed and holds his head, struggling to think, remember, and focus. He rubs his forehead kind of hard. Quietly frustrated.

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Jessica stops and turns towards Marian. She listens and looks at her.

"Do you want me to try anyone I can first? Or I can just give you a minute. Whatever you want. No rush." She looks around.

"I bet we could get a free water cup."

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Jessica walks over to talk to the cashier. She goes over and grabs two travel style disposable coffee cups and fills them with water, returning soon with them. She holds one out for Marian.

"He just said not to use the big cups... I was trying to remember the phone number for this lady I knew named Jennifer. She helped me and Riley out a lot growing up. But she lives kinda far from here and we haven't talked in years. She was a really sweet lady though. Really saved my ass a few times." Jessica's expression is a bit down, winged with regret and sadness. Remembering a difficult time.

"I don't even know if she's still alive though, actually." She takes a slow but long drink. She doesn't want to have to refill her water too soon. It's a relief to drink, cold and refreshing.

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Jessica thinks to herself about old friends, acquaintances, parental figures outside of parents.

"Okay." She nods. "Try yours and if it goes bad... I'll call whoever I can think of if I gotta. I might be able to think of, I don't know... an old friend?" She says and rubs Marian's arm.

"We could always lie if we have to. If you're comfortable with that." Immediately, a roster of ideas run through her head. She starts walking towards the front.

"Want me to ask?"

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Jessica stops and turns towards Marian. She listens and looks at her.

"Do you want me to try anyone I can first? Or I can just give you a minute. Whatever you want. No rush." She looks around.

"I bet we could get a free water cup."

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When Riley heads to the back room and Mari joins him, he shuts the door. He untucks his shirt and unbuttons it enough to take it off.

Smeared blood surrounds the wounded area and there is a deep slice in his side. Not too long, about a solid three inches, and it looks darkened and angry. Not realizing how bad it is, he reaches to touch and scratch at it again.

"What does it look like? It feels sore." The scratch is not precise or exact like a scalpel or a careful blade, it is a bit jagged.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

His brows furrow.

"Deep gash?" He asks confused. He goes to the mirror and turns to try to look at it.

"Oh fuck... that's worse than I thought. Uh..." He tries to think. He shakes his head.

"I can't think of nothin." Seeing how bad it is somehow makes it hurt more. It didn't look so good. "This wasn't there last night."

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Jessica notices Marian's hands shaking and instinctively assumes this all might be too physical on her, as Jessuca only has her own energy and strength for a reference. She didn't quite understand what it felt like to be in a strong and capable body anymore, and some part of her subconsciously thinks others feel that way too. She hands over the key, a bit worried. She hopes this small rest break helps.

Jessica takes the key and looks at Marian.

"Maybe, yeah. But who do we call?" She asks, unsure.

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Jessica thinks to herself about old friends, acquaintances, parental figures outside of parents.

"Okay." She nods. "Try yours and if it goes bad... I'll call whoever I can think of if I gotta. I might be able to think of, I don't know... an old friend?" She says and rubs Marian's arm.

"We could always lie if we have to. If you're comfortable with that." Immediately, a roster of ideas run through her head. She starts walking towards the front.

"Want me to ask?"

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After a while of walking, a gas station was indeed in sight. Jessica walked faster, both from bathroom urgency and from finally having something to walk to.

And soon enough she hurries in, gets a bathroom key and goes in.

"I won't be long." She tells Marian and shuts the door. Jessica is profoundly relieved to have a bathroom, but chews on her inner lip with the anxious wondering of where they would go and what they would do next.

She finishes up and freshens up a bit and comes back out before long.

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Jessica notices Marian's hands shaking and instinctively assumes this all might be too physical on her, as Jessuca only has her own energy and strength for a reference. She didn't quite understand what it felt like to be in a strong and capable body anymore, and some part of her subconsciously thinks others feel that way too. She hands over the key, a bit worried. She hopes this small rest break helps.

Jessica takes the key and looks at Marian.

"Maybe, yeah. But who do we call?" She asks, unsure.

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He instinctively pulls back just slightly when she reaches and he nods. He heads out of there, holding the door open for her so they can head back to the room. He pulls out his room key and walks to the door, the door unlocks when he presses his card to it. He opens the door for her again.

Florence sees them and looks up at them from where she is laying in bed.

"Hey." She says quietly.

"Hey." Riley says and shuts the door behind Mari. He heads towards their separated room. The hounds perking up, Shaman is resting lightly. Taz meows at Mari, wanting attention.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

When Riley heads to the back room and Mari joins him, he shuts the door. He untucks his shirt and unbuttons it enough to take it off.

Smeared blood surrounds the wounded area and there is a deep slice in his side. Not too long, about a solid three inches, and it looks darkened and angry. Not realizing how bad it is, he reaches to touch and scratch at it again.

"What does it look like? It feels sore." The scratch is not precise or exact like a scalpel or a careful blade, it is a bit jagged.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

Jessica nods and holds her hand. Walking now and sighing.

"I need a bathroom eventually. Fuck." She says, to herself, mostly. Walking helps to warm her up too. She feels like she is defrosting now. She squints to try to make out what is in the distance but she can't tell, not yet.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

After a while of walking, a gas station was indeed in sight. Jessica walked faster, both from bathroom urgency and from finally having something to walk to.

And soon enough she hurries in, gets a bathroom key and goes in.

"I won't be long." She tells Marian and shuts the door. Jessica is profoundly relieved to have a bathroom, but chews on her inner lip with the anxious wondering of where they would go and what they would do next.

She finishes up and freshens up a bit and comes back out before long.

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She looks at Mari and nods.

"Yeah, I think I got it." She gives a reassuring smile and flips the wafflemaker handle again.

Riley rubs the back of his neck a little nervously and waits for Mari so they can go off somewhere more private, potentially back to the room.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

He instinctively pulls back just slightly when she reaches and he nods. He heads out of there, holding the door open for her so they can head back to the room. He pulls out his room key and walks to the door, the door unlocks when he presses his card to it. He opens the door for her again.

Florence sees them and looks up at them from where she is laying in bed.

"Hey." She says quietly.

"Hey." Riley says and shuts the door behind Mari. He heads towards their separated room. The hounds perking up, Shaman is resting lightly. Taz meows at Mari, wanting attention.

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"I don't know, maybe it happened when I jumped outta bed or in my sleep." There is a smear of blood on Jameson's leg but no wounds. The blood from Riley's side got on him while holding him.

"Oh shit." He says and motions so Mari will see it. "That's from me. Can we head somewhere so you can take a look at this?" The scratch was painful ever since he itched it.

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She looks at Mari and nods.

"Yeah, I think I got it." She gives a reassuring smile and flips the wafflemaker handle again.

Riley rubs the back of his neck a little nervously and waits for Mari so they can go off somewhere more private, potentially back to the room.

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Riley sits at breakfast, holding Jameson but looks completely zoned out for a minute. Frows borrowed like he is, at the same time, extremely focused. Blinking, eyes moving now and then, processing.

He could feel intense energy. He scratches an itchy spot on his back and winces, instinctively craning and turning himself half backwards to see if there is a wound there. There is. He reaches to see if it is bleeding, it is (again) now that he scratched it.

"What the fuck?" He whispers, he wipes the blood on his black jean pants. He looks at Mari and stands up, hurrying over. He has Jameson in his arm. Held to his side.

"I've got a scratch." He says quietly, but a bit intensely like this is serious news. There is a dark damp spot on his black shirt on the side.

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[bloodsoakedfangs]

"I don't know, maybe it happened when I jumped outta bed or in my sleep." There is a smear of blood on Jameson's leg but no wounds. The blood from Riley's side got on him while holding him.

"Oh shit." He says and motions so Mari will see it. "That's from me. Can we head somewhere so you can take a look at this?" The scratch was painful ever since he itched it.

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Jessica hurries through and helps to close the gate. She looks around in all directions for a moment before looking to Marian.

"Where do you think we should go next? Direction wise I mean?" She is thankful things are slowly warming up.

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Jessica nods and holds her hand. Walking now and sighing.

"I need a bathroom eventually. Fuck." She says, to herself, mostly. Walking helps to warm her up too. She feels like she is defrosting now. She squints to try to make out what is in the distance but she can't tell, not yet.

[bloodsoakedfangs]

Riley sits at breakfast, holding Jameson but looks completely zoned out for a minute. Frows borrowed like he is, at the same time, extremely focused. Blinking, eyes moving now and then, processing.

He could feel intense energy. He scratches an itchy spot on his back and winces, instinctively craning and turning himself half backwards to see if there is a wound there. There is. He reaches to see if it is bleeding, it is (again) now that he scratched it.

"What the fuck?" He whispers, he wipes the blood on his black jean pants. He looks at Mari and stands up, hurrying over. He has Jameson in his arm. Held to his side.

"I've got a scratch." He says quietly, but a bit intensely like this is serious news. There is a dark damp spot on his black shirt on the side.

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