017- [action] Late night investigation..

[mare_libertas]

[Late at night, Sealand is sneaking out of the apartment. He has brought with him a backpack that contains kitchen knife, which was the only weapon he could find, as well as other items he thought would be useful. He's going to sneak around the town at night. What is he looking for? Hazmats. Or the Soviet Mayfield equivalent, anyway. He's pretty

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[ona_yoyo]

[And stow away Woody did! He pops his head out the top of your backpack after unzipping it. He spoke in a louder whisper.]

Sealand, what are you doing?! You're going to get into trouble!

[mare_libertas]

Wh- what are you doing here?

And I won't get in any trouble if I don't get caught...

[on_a_yoyo]

I'm your toy! Did you really think I'd let you go running off by yourself? [A noise sounds in the distance--probably some dude taking out the trash or whatever--but Woody clings to Sealand's shoulder.]

This is a bad idea.

[mare_libertas]

[He'd ever admit it, but the noise kind of scares him too. He just barely manages to hide his reaction though, and smiles.]

Thanks, I can definately use the help. And don't worry, if my hunch is right, tonight should be safe.

[0n_a_yo_yo]

[He sinks just a little into the pack.]

All right, so what's the plan?

[mare_libertas]

I'm gonna start with the church. They closed it up for a reason.

Plus, it was the first place I searched when I was in....Westport. So I want to see if there's any similarity.

[He's currently working on the theory that Mayfield is a copy of Westport and this is a copy of Mayfield. Also, fun fact: Woody may have noticed that Sealand still has nightmares about Westport. Bad ones. Mostly regarding the deaths of Sweden and Finland. He hasn't told anyone, but Woody has the benefit(?) of sleeping in the same room.]

[0n_a_yo_yo]

[Woody definitely has been hearing some worrisome dreams, Peter mah boi, and he looks sadly over Sealand's shoulder, wondering if he should bring it up.]

Westport... that's the place you dream about, right? I've heard you... talking about it before. When you were asleep.

[mare_libertas]

[He's silent for a moment. He really doesn't like to think about Westport.]

Yeah.... It's the next town over. Some people got stuck there a while back. I was one of them.

It was ...bad. Much worse than this place.

/permission to pop up in the comrade thread if necessary? XD

[on_a_yoyo]

Are you worried this place'll end up like that, too, then?

Of course!

[mare_libertas]

.......

[He wonders how much of a weakness it is to admit this, but...]

Yes. But... I know at least one thing will be different this time around.

[on_a_yo_yo]

Oh...? What's that?

[mare_libertas]

This time I won't just run and hide and let everyone else fight my battles for me.

This time, I'm gonna make a difference on my own. Somehow....

[And if he does it on his own, then Mama and Papa won't be in danger. He is still very much haunted by the memory of Sweden's cold corpse lying on that lawn in Westport....]

[ona_yoyo]

[Woody smiles.]

I'll be there t'help ya then, partner!

[mare_libertas]

[He blinks in surprise, then smiles.]

Thanks, Woody.

[It feels pretty good to know he isn't alone.]

There's no way this stupid town can beat both of us.

[on_a_yoyo]

[He's not so sure about that, but he nods from his place in the backpack.]

We'll do our best.