{ Day 1 ☆ Beaver Street }
[ Rika woke to find herself in the rubble of her house. It was an honestly strange and sickening feeling to see the house she had spent three years in destroyed. Her shock and panic numbed her mind, inspiring her to begin digging around the rubble for all of the precious things she owned; her dollhouse from her last father
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[The words sound empty, like the ones that any drone would say. However, Bazett really cannot find anything else to say. The situation was already dangerous. The incoming darkness would just make it worse.]
[The stuff she has scavenged--food, clothing, kitchen knives--are bundled up within her pack. She has come to the park while trying to gather some final things before looking for a place to sleep.]
At least, don't stay out in the open like this. You're a perfect target.
[The girl, like other children her age, probably does not have any experience with situations like these.]
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[ Rika's in no mood for an argument so hopes it can be left at that. ]
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Do you have anyone to look after you?
[She notices the bag of food by the girl's feet.]
Only food? Nothing else?
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