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[Some would call this "the calm before the storm." A good four, maybe five hours before the countdown hits zero, and camp itself is rather . . . peaceful, in some respects. Perhaps even too quiet, as campers and counselors and alien interlopers either prepare for combat or make their way to underground safehouses. The air is cool, still, and the

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[tickingtykebomb]

[sitting somewhere sharpening her knives]

[tickingtykebomb]

A couple. Once shit starts hitting the fan they'll bail quick enough.

[faileh]

Too many of them scrambling would be a nice target.

[tickingtykebomb]

Yeah. Hopefully it'll be too distracted by the people actually attacking to notice.

[faileh]

Hey Mindy?

[tickingtykebomb]

--yeah?

[faileh]

If it nails me, you get out of there.

[tickingtykebomb]

Yeah, like I'm gonna leave you behind.

[faileh]

But I won't die and you know it.

[tickingtykebomb]

Like that fucking matters. I'm not gonna leave you.

[faileh]

[considers this, putting his gun back together]

Maybe I could fight it...

[tickingtykebomb]

Yeah. And-- I dunno. I won't let anyone get hurt, if that's what you're worried about.

[faileh]

Mostly you, but yeah.

...

Do you have any tranq guns?

[tickingtykebomb]

...you think two darts'd be enough? S'all I got.

[faileh]

It might just piss me off. Are they custom load darts? I can put in something stronger, we've still got a few hours.

[tickingtykebomb]

They are, yeah. If it'd make you feel better then let's do it.