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[mayfield_mods]

[Late at night on Fourth of July, after the last fireworks have stopped and after all the droning has worn off, Jane Smith can be seen walking down the streets of the town. Or rather, stumbling, but she doesn't appear to have been drinking. She seems happy as she always does, but the smile today is wider and even less natural looking than normal.

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[thatsnotaknife]

[Stares at her for a moment and then approaches slowly.] Jane? Ah, wait, fuck what was it... Sam? Love?

[mayfield_mods]

[As soon as he calls her Sam, something seems to break in her, and she's sobbing harder than ever, no longer laughing at all.]

[thatsnotaknife]

O-oi! C'mon, babe, she'll be right, you don't have ta... [Puts his hands on her shoulders.] Sam, what're you doing here?

[mayfield_mods]

It wears off sometimes. I just wanted to go for a walk, that's all. Please don't tell them it wore off again.

[doudemoe]

[>You have woken up from the droning. Memories of your fake life still remain, along with your real ones both here and back home.]

...

Despite your will, you are unable to think of those alternate memories as bad. It seems you still cannot think clearly.

...? There is a woman there. Is she crying? Laughing? It's hard to tell. However, she's in trouble. You should go to help her.]

>1. Go help her
2. Leave her be.

[ooc: Don't worry, I won't be writing like this in the thread.]

[mayfield_mods]

Oh...oh hello, honey! Did you have a nice night? I've had such a very nice night!

[doudemoe]

I guess.

But it didn't sound like it was all nice. [You sounded hysterical.]

[mayfield_mods]

No, no, no, it was wonderful, simply wonderful!

[chest_forest]

[The dwarf-turned human merchant happened to be taking a stroll down the street, heading home from his own shenanigans when he happened upon a woman seemingly in distress.]

[Far be it for Varric to resist a chance to help a woman in distress, or to just let something like this pass his notice, so he cautiously approaches the woman.]

I'd hate to barge in on a private conversation, but, you seem like you might need some help. Or a drink. Or both.

[mayfield_mods]

No no no no, no help at all, I don't need anything. Can't you people see that I'm just fine?

[chest_forest]

I do apologize if I've implied anything offensive, I guess I am a bit of a needless worrier.

Were you talking to someone around? I didn't see anyone so I'm hoping I didn't burst in on an important conversation, miss.

[Varric's trying to be polite as possible as he gauges if he's suddenly gotten into something way over his head.]

[mayfield_mods]

No, I wasn't talking to anyone. I'm just minding my own business, please.

[muskatli]

Oh!

[At this late at night, she should have been at home a long time ago. The laughter alerts her to hide her borrowed gun in time.]

It's you...

[mayfield_mods]

Yes, hello, dear! I hope you're having a lovely night!

[This would be more convincing if tears weren't rolling down her cheeks as she speaks.]

[muskatli]

Isn't it too late for you to be out and about like that? [Never mind that Hungary herself is out and about, and armed at that. Her tone is neither friendly nor hostile, but it lacks its usual warmth.]

[mayfield_mods]

No, it's not too late. Not yet. There's still time left in the night.

[femtags]

[Minako raises an eyebrow. What was going on?]

Miss? Are you okay?

[mayfield_mods]

Yes, of course dear, everything's perfectly fine!

[femtags]

...Are you sure? You were crying and laughing at the same time! I don't think you're fine at all!

[mayfield_mods]

A-ahahaha! I'm just laughing because I love living in this town so much! [She dabs clumsily at her face and stares at the wetness on her fingers.] O-oh, where did these come from...I'm sorry, I'm just being so silly tonight, ahahaha...