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[downtownmia]

Oh god. Oh my god. Jesus Christ.

Don't go anywhere near Penn Station. She was there. Jesus. I can't handle this.

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[cafedeinfierno]

Mia.

[downtownmia]

Diego. Christ. Tell me what to do.

[cafedeinfierno]

Take a breath. Then take another.

[downtownmia]

I've been doing that.

[hawkeye_shooter]

Calm down. Are you injured in any way?

[downtownmia]

No. I'm...I'm fine. I'm not hurt. Karst was hurt, but just her ankle.

[ninxninxnin]

Mia-san? Mia-san! Are you okay?!

[downtownmia]

I

I'm all right. I'm sorry, Flonne. I saw something very scary today. But I'm all right.

[ninxninxnin]

Was...was it Big Mommy?

[downtownmia]

Yes. But it's okay. I was far away. I barely saw her.

[loz_wolf]

She who? Where's Penn Station?

[downtownmia]

The monster. Penn Station is at 34th Street and 7th Avenue. Just...stay away from that whole area for a while.

[loz_wolf]

...Okay, I think I know where that is. Or where it should be. Unless the numbers on the streets go weird between here and there...

[inthephonebook]

Hells bells, looks like I'll have to increase the range of the stakeout. You okay Mia? Once you're feeling better you should probably take our resident Angel of Love up on her offer of company. Friends tend to help with the fear.

Just remember, you're alive, Karst is alive. From the sound of it no one died. That's a net win for the good guys. It's okay to be scared (hell, I'd be terrified) but don't dwell on it too long or it'll become part of you.

[downtownmia]

I'm...all right now.

[inthephonebook]

Good to hear.