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[withoutright]

Who: OU Roxas; OPEN
What: Gathering food for the Christmas feast! Namely, killing a molepig. Feel free to come and make him question his views on the slaughter of things. 8(
Where: The Desert, but you can catch him on his way back to the Hub.
When: Backdated to the 25th; sometime in the morning.
Warnings: ... I-if you're squeamish against the idea of

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[blood_armour]

Somewhere behind him was Crona, with Ragnarok resting atop her head. In an rare moment of curiosity, the timid child been attracted by the movement and was following the boy. What was he carrying around, wrapped up like that? It looked heavy. And... "Ah, there's blood on the ground

[withoutright]

Roxas hadn't been paying much attention, not one to eavesdrop on others, up until the point that they suddenly started raising their voices - and then, he'd heard the girl being insulted, and he slipped the makeshift body-bag from his shoulders, turned in time to see the strange black thing extending from behind her tugging at her hair, despite her cries.

"Hey!" He dropped the carcass, but stopped mid-step and paused awkwardly - he wasn't sure if he was allowed to get involved in something that really wasn't his business, but... "Leave her alone!"

[kyonko_narrates]

Kyonko saw him approaching while out wandering the Hub, as usual, and couldn't help turning a bit green at the sight of blood. She knew some people went hunting for molepigs on occasion so they could have something to eat besides berries and black sludge, but it was one thing to see the meat waiting to be cooked and another to see the carcass being dragged in.

'And I can't help but wonder if it's still alive after what Ragnarok said on the BBS.'

"Ummmm.... isn't that heavy?" she asked once she realized she'd been staring, not really sure of what else to say in this situation.