Event Six.

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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. You are welcome to start your own posts or logs for this event as well. If there are any questions, please ask them here. Thank you!

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[messianic]

Yeah, let's go.

[He doesn't have any interest in killing the werewolf, even if he knows it'd probably be for the better to protect people from it later... he's too gentle of a soul to really be able to do something like that when it's unconscious and just lying there.

Retreat sounds good!

And as they go--]

Have you been patrolling to try to protect people, Lupin-san?

[heartsteals]

[ despite his injury, Lupin is as swift as ever - probably thanks to a combination of Minato's handy healing spell and his own natural tenacity. There's an eerie stillness blanketing the streets that's practically shouting "you're about to get ambushed," but he's sure that he can handle it. Once again, despite his injury. The wolf might have hurt his body, but it couldn't put a scratch on his ego. ]

Something like that, I guess. Fighting isn't really my thing, but my conscience wouldn't let me rest while everyone was in danger out here. I might not be able to fight off a hairy monster, but I'm a regular pro at saving damsels.

[ and that applies to the male damsels, too, naturally. ]

[messianic]

[Minato's steady as they make their way through the streets, Evoker tucked away neatly but sword still in hand. He's as laidback as ever, his free hand in his pocket, but... there's a certain level of readiness to him anyway, as he warily watches the streets around him.]

That's fair, I think... sort of like...

[He's quiet for a moment as he muses on how to put it, before he finally settles on:]

It doesn't feel right to sit back and do nothing when there's something you can do, even if it's dangerous.

[There's some howling that is...eerily close; Minato looks over his shoulder warily, hairs rising on the back of his neck as he tries to peer through the darkness.]

[heartsteals]

[ Minato has a sword?! Minato has a sword, apparently. He'll have to ask about that. Mostly, he's surprised anyone is still using swords in 150 years when guns are already replacing them in his own time - but Minato uses his gun on himself, so maybe it's not effective against the shadow monsters? Then again, he said it wasn't a real gun.

Oh well. He's not one for weapons, anyway. ]

Exactly. I've got a knack for getting in trouble, anyway. Even if I stayed inside, I'd get wrapped up in this some other way.

[ he hears those howls, too, but as far as he can tell, they're not close enough that the two of them need to worry... yet. ]

[messianic]

[Imagine, briefly, Lupin, if they carried around guns and Evokers and grabbed the wrong one.......just once.]

Ha... at least you're self-aware.

[Minato's amused at that, snorting softly under his breath as they make their way through the shadowed streets.]

But that sort of just makes me worried about you more.

[heartsteals]

I'm happy for your feelings, but I wouldn't have made it this far if I couldn't take care of myself.

[ the response is cheery, although perhaps less persuasive than usual, considering Minato just had to heal him. Despite how he'd like to appear, Lupin isn't perfect. ]

Besides, I'm your elder. I should be the one worrying about you, here.

[messianic]

... Oh, is that how it works?

[Sounds fake. He's known a few adults who wanted to try to look after them a little, but mostly he was the one looking after adults.]

Well, you don't have to worry too much, honestly. [A shrug!] I'm pretty good at staying out of trouble.

[Citation needed.]