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WHO: Mayfield's Scarlet Devil Mansion and Friends
WHAT: What is this large amount of fecal matter going towards the air-circulation device?
WHERE: around Albright Lane
WHEN: Throughout the Peace, Harmony, Tranquility and Union event.
WARNINGS: Violence, bloodshed, Reavers cannibals, likely gore, probable character death, acres of angst, and a white

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[ A ninja, Meiling is not. But in order to prevent herself from drawing unwanted attention during the night raid for supplies, she's taken to tying her hair into a bun and tucking all of it into a dark green kerchief wrapped over her head. She doesn't exactly blend in, but as long as she sticks to shadows and keeps the cans in the bag slung across her shoulder from rattling too much, she should be fine, right?

That was the plan, at least. But it's getting to be obvious that those seemingly random sounds some distance behind them are not so random after all.

She ducks down behind the remains of a wall and tries to calm down her rapid breathing. When her silver-haired partner joins her, she looks quite concerned. ] ...do you think they saw us?

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[ Meiling opens her mouth to respond, but it seems the shouting already caused a few of that group on the outside to turn their bodies toward her. Muffling a curse, she rolls down the short distance to the bottom of the mound.

Sakuya was right. Sakuya was right and there was nothing she could do about it.

Sometimes, she really hates it when other people are right. ]

[ As a distraction, she grabs a heavy rock and flings it far off to the side, the noise hopefully drawing the attention of some of those cannibals while she makes a break for a debris-ridden ditch. All she has to do is keep moving, keep low, and keep quiet and she'll make it back to the shelter without bringing Hell along behind her. ]

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[There are a thousand things she could scream right now, but Sakuya doesn't. She doesn't, she can't. It doesn't matter. It's too late for her. She catches one last glimpse of red hair before she's drawn brutally back into the fight, a ghoul grabbing her by her braid, drawing out a pained cry.

Sakuya's knives are out and striking, striking, striking, drawing blood, but she's outnumbered. She's not outmatched, taking out as many of them as she can, but there are just too many. They tear at her maid uniform, then at her legs and arms and torso. It hurts, it hurts beyond anything, but she's determined. Determined and not to give up, not until she knows Meiling is inside and all right.