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Sigrid's gaze narrows at the crackling noise emanating from the small black device wit the strange piece sticking off of it. "I do not like it," she whispers to Thorin. She holds it in her hand for another second before there's a beep and she jumps, tossing it as a muffled noise comes from it...a voice? "It is possessed," she hisses, taking a step back. They were given comms and radio for their silly little shift. And since she'd never seen the station, she wanted to see if there was anything worth taking. But the room was full of black boxes, large and small, all making beeping and buzzing noises, and crackling like a fire but there was no fire. Sigrid crouches to get closer to it's level, from a safe distance, of course, and glances at Thorin. "Are we supposed to expel the voice? Would not witches have been better for this?" @secrettyrant

"I just think that the town's crowded, is all," Elliot says, hands on his hips as he stands by the closed door of their room, watching Isla get dressed for her shift in Town Hall. "And I don't like the idea of you bein' there with all them wild wolves." As if the Crosses aren't wild themselves. But this is different. "It ain't safe." And, also, he'd already seen the way some eyes trailed Isla. "So I'll do registration today. You can just relax here. Do some more research. Take a nap. It'll be like vacation." @waterfallswords

"No, no, please, go on." Emine waves a hand, swiveling in her seat as she tries not to laugh at Bella's expression. "I'm listening. I'm just waiting for the part where you say you didn't expect it to happen," she twists in the chair again, clearing her throat. "You know, like how you didn't expect it to happen with Armand." Emine gives her best friend a knowing look, nodding at her to continue. @rviner

"Do I have something on my face?" Drina asks in their native tongue, catching the way her husband's gaze lingers on her. She glances to Fenrir for a brief moment, before returning dark eyes to the map before her. "I am asking them to put me on a run instead of patrol." She hates the feeling of going in circles around town. For what? To wait for the enemy to arrive? Perhaps to welcome them with open arms? Aimlessness sets her nerves on edge, fingers sparking with restless energy. "Will you come with me?" Drina adds, finally focusing on him for longer than a beat. @rviner

"These beans taste old," Jerry complains as he chews a mouthful straight from the can. "What happened to that beef jerky we had?" He asks Sasha, digging through his pack with his free hand, the other still holding the beans. "I swear those were the shit. I had more." His expression shifts as shock and hurt cross his face as he looks at his sister. "Did you eat them! Without asking?" He exclaims in sudden realization and accusation, offense coloring each word as he waves his can of beans wildly. "And now i have these! What the fuck, Sasha!." Some of the beans slosh out. "That's fucked. What the fuck. Now I'll probably have gas too," he laments flopping to the ground, disheartened as he rakes a hand through his hair and takes another gulp of beans. It had been a long day. @gloriouswhispers

"– so do you think he's telling the truth?" Nadia finally asks Ben as they walk towards the Belcourt cabin. Being outside has always helped Nadia think, the natural flow of air and wind around her quieting her mind as she tries to figure out the puzzle before them. "No one knows," she says quietly, stopping her pacing to look at her Wisdom. "But that doesn't mean it'll remain that way. Someone might arrive who recognizes him and then suspicions will be raised." Nadia doesn't need to say who she is speaking of, Felix becoming a bigger concern than she'd anticipated with recent events. "Bella is convinced of his innocence. Sebastian...not so much. I'm not either." Her conversation with the wolf had done little to alleviate her suspicions, but her hands are tied unless she wants others finding out about Felix's background. @secrettyrant

"All I'm saying is..." What is she saying? Jo sighs, wiping at her brow as she and Jinx resume working on the fence. Under the watchful eyes of soldiers, of course. "Sometimes people don't wanna hear about the Gods, or, you know, how things will get better." She gestures around them, at the bleakness of the holding and their situation. "It's a bit like salt in the wound, don't you think?" His unwavering positivity and optimism would be admirable had she not been living with it for months on the road and now here. She'd just talked a wolf out of a fight with him, but expects it won't be the last time she does something similar. @manybcdthings

"Y'know you didn't have to ask Levi to put me on your shift," Nora says with quiet snicker as she kicks her feet up on the dash, map open before her. Gomez is sleeping in the back seat as they head off on a run, bright and early. "It's kinda obvious you got an inside man. Just 'cause I said I'm good on Jacob time? Did that hurt your feelins?" comes the good natured teasing before she points up ahead. "Left at the fork," Nora instructs, taking another look at the map. "Should be there within the hour." @manybcdthings