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Capitalism, Hey!: avante en garde

[ Everything fades to black...and you awaken in a run-down one-room shack, with the distinct feeling that the people around you are your family, if you didn't already have such a bond with them.

You're wearing raggedy versions of your uniform, and a newspaper informs you that you are currently in %COUNTRYNAME%, in the year %CONTEMPORARY%. The newspaper is otherwise actually fairly unhelpful, aside from something detailing a recent high-profile murder having been solved: despite confusion on the part of the authorities conducting the initial investigation, it turns out the victim had been tragically murdered via gun in the knife.

What do you do? ]

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[ love to do a huddle and cuddle ]

Shrike-kun, you should let your hair down. You'll be a little warmer that way.

Ah... you're probably right. I m-might need h-help with the pins, though.

Turn this way, I can take them out.

Ah... here.

[ she leans back a little, too ]

[ very carefully undoes Shrike's braid, setting the pins aside as she goes and then laying her hair down over her shoulders ]

There.

Ah, that is... better, you're right.

[ her hair is actually pretty long; like, mid-back length, unbraided. ]

Good.

I'm gonna build a fire, too.

Ah... thank you.

You're really good at being calm under pressure, you know.

Ah, it's probably easier for me. I think... my body knew this feeling before. I get that kind of sense about it.

In that case, I'll do what I can to make sure it's not for too much longer.

Yeah. We all are.

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