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Event Six.

If you see this hairy creature
Your first choice should always be to run
Otherwise you had better hope
You have silver bullets in a gun.

he full moon hangs brightly over the Town, hovering so low that it almost feels as though you could reach out and touch it. It should be comforting.

But as the howl of wolves fills the air, it's anything but.

There are werewolves on the prowl, and their target is very clear -- the Town won't be able to last without your help.

Welcome to Awash's sixth event log, everyone! Further information on this event can be found here at the OOC post.

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[ despite his frown, he chuckles slightly at the question - not because it's silly, but because it just sounds absurd. It's the truth, though. Somehow. The self-deprecating note in his voice is impossible to miss. ]

I guess I did. It sounds crazy when you say it out loud. [ he flicks some dust off his fingers to the side. ] Of all the things to happen to me, this might be the strangest. And I've been on some wild adventures.

This town has a talent for that.

[ Her voice is very sarcastic, because even though her adventures here weren't quite as adventurous as becoming a wolf, well... They're still weird. Turning into a statue or chasing fire breathing geese aren't in the same league, but she's gotten her fill of more exciting adventures from Columbia. ]

Do you need help? [ She shifts to a knee, clearly about to get up ] Or do you want to rest a little more?

Believe me, I know.

[ it's just been relatively easy on him up until this point - he's never actually been put in physical danger. Or been made to put others in physical danger, for that matter. It was sloppy of him to get bitten in the first place, but there's only so much blame he can place on himself when he knows it's probably all part of some plan. ]

-- I'll be fine. I'm tired, but I'd rather rest in a bed than on the dirt, thank you. [ Lupin's observant; he moves to get up himself, dusting his clothing off as best as he can. ] Besides, I need to decide what to do about this. No time for lazing around outside.

[ Elizabeth moves a little more quickly once she sees Lupin making the effort on his own. She holds out her hands to help him up, and if he takes the offered help, he'll probably be surprised that that too is genuine instead of just a lady-like gesture. Despite her small frame, she's stronger than she looks. Though of course, if he doesn't he'll just learn this some other time!! ]

Good. That didn't exactly look comfortable.

[ She half teases, but truly, she's seen Mr. Dewitt in stranger situations... Or really, just doing strange things, since he's an absolute scoundrel. She's certain of this the more time she spends away from him, since every other man she's met here is far, far—

...Well, they don't eat garbage, for one. ]

I met someone that knew about werewolves, so... Maybe there's a cure? I'll have to get in contact with him again to see if he knows any more.

[ of course he takes her hand! and of course he's surprised that she actually does pull him up - Lupin's fairly slight for a grown man, but Elizabeth certainly doesn't look like much of a lifter. As he vainly tries to clean himself off, he can't help but comment: ]

Wow. You've got some arms on you.

[ which could come off insulting, coming from a man of his time period to a lady, but he actually sounds nothing but admiring... he's completely on board for girls with guns. ]

Did you, though? Who was that?

[ She's not offended at all, and instead laughs with a little shrug ]

Do I? That's good. [ She thinks? ] I was helping out... a friend a lot before I came here. Between throwing him things he needed to fight and dragging him up when it got a little too dangerous, I think I just got used to it.

[ And she guesses her muscle hasn't waned too much. Idly, she thinks she should try and make sure she keeps that strength, since who knows when she might need it. But, regardless. The matter at hand. ]

Percy. When I heard the howling— I was worried. I happened to run into him when I went outside to see what was happening.

[ gotta hold onto those gainz, elizabeth ]

... You went outside in all that?

[ his brow immediately furrows in concern. Now, far be it from him to assume a lady is helpless, in spite of all his chivalry - and he did just confirm she had some strength of her own. However, there's a difference between "has a little muscle" and "ready to go outside during the full moon and go toe-to-toe with werewolves." She doesn't look like the fighting type at all. ]

[ She's not exactly surprised by the doubt in his voice, and it doesn't bother her too much. A little. But not enough to actually express. She knows that she doesn't really have the looks of someone that would go out into that kind of danger. But she's tired of being a damsel. She was tired of that the moment that she realized Booker had lied to her. ]

Of course. I couldn't just sit inside and hope for the best.

[ She says it fairly matter of factly, but it also wasn't as if she didn't have any reservations about it. She had, uh. A few. ]

If the wolves were people, then I had to help. However I could.

And how is that, exactly?

[ for the moment, he leaves the whole Percy matter aside. He doesn't care as much about being cursed himself as he does other people being hurt by that curse - Elizabeth very much included. Lupin rubs his side as he speaks, apparently nursing some injury from last night. ]

More importantly - do you know how to defend yourself?

[ She doesn't like where this conversation is going, since it's fairly predictable. Elizabeth frowns and sighs a little, but shakes her head. ]

Not as much as I probably need to, no. [ She can at least be honest and admit that much, because it's something that's bothered her since— Well, since the first time she really felt in danger after seeing Booker kill those people. Granted, they were people that would have taken her back, so she doesn't exactly care that they died now, but she had that deep pang of fear as Booker chased after her where she realized that she wasn't going to be able to do much of anything compared to him.

However. ]

But I'm not afraid to.

[ She's so resolute in saying it that it's probably odd. For everything else about her that's just very nice, this seems a little at odds with that. But her voice softens, and she shrugs. ]

...Besides, there's a cure, apparently. So I have to do what I can to try and find what's needed for it or figure it out.

[ Yeah, he recognizes that look - but the fact of the matter is that if he got bitten, there's a good chance she would, too. He's a master thief who's had years of practice getting out of sticky situations; she's a spirited young lady, for sure, but he feels anxious just imagining her running out there armed with nothing but her good intentions. ]

I understand how you feel, but you can't be reckless. Those werewolves are dangerous - they're strong, fast, and more clever than you'd think. Being a little bit afraid is warranted in this situation.

[ he scratches his head. ]

I'd offer to go with you or teach you some self-defense, but... I think I'd be pretty useless at the moment.

[ The response is better than she was honestly expecting, but... The only person she has to compare it to is Booker. It wasn't like he had any time to teach her anything, and she's not completely sure if she would have wanted him to, but there was still that understanding between them. He was the one that fought. She helped him throughout the fight. But she realized just before coming here that it wasn't something she could rely on.

She's still bristling a little bit at being questioned, but it's at least fading quickly. ]

I'll be careful. I promise that, at least.

[ But she's definitely not promising to not look for the cure, since, well. She already knows she'd break that promise. ]

...But it's okay. I understand, and thank you for considering it. [ She makes a thoughtful noise, but there's definitely a note of mild frustration in it ] After, though... I'd appreciate it. I was-- I do need to get better at that kind of thing.

[ And he gets the feeling that she's not going to listen to him... which is beyond his control, really. Even if he's worried about her, it's not like he can tell her it's a bad idea when, clearly, he went out and did the same. All he can do is sigh, sounding defeated, but not unhappy, per se. ]

If you get hurt, I'll be mad at you. Don't forget it.

[ that's the best he can do! ]

Just remember there's no shame in running. You can't lose a fight that never starts. [ a pause; Lupin smiles wryly. ] Advice I should have taken myself a little earlier, clearly.

[ He is absolutely correct, and his light chiding just gets her to smile back. It's a little mischievous and wry, since despite her innocent appearance, clearly she has a brave and reckless streak... But she does take his concern to heart. ]

I won't. I'm not going to go looking for trouble. I promise that I'm not looking for trouble, so I'd definitely be running first.

[ At least until she can defend herself, or so she imagines. Though at his last comment, she does give him another look over to ask with a little more concern, though she keeps her tone light on the whole. ]

...But you're okay, right? At least, um, for now?

[ brave and reckless? that makes two of them...

her continued concern seems to put some bounce back in his step; he gives her a fuller smile, moving to tip his hat - which isn't there at the moment, but he mimes the action all the same. ]

The great Arsène Lupin won't be laid low by something as silly as this. No need to worry for my sake, my lady. [ a beat. ] ... I'm more concerned about keeping everyone else safe. I'd better lock myself in somewhere until this gets cleaned up.

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