(( OOC: Heads up: for the duration of this event, anyone who knew Alex has forgotten he exists, unless we've arranged otherwise/you
want to arrange otherwise.))
Jack. Jack.
[ Hey look, it's the familiar face of that guy who no-one remembers right now! He hasn't bothered to lock or direct the broadcast, but forgive the poor snowflake: he's a
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[ She glares in the direction of the bathroom for a moment. Then she turns to leave.
Clearly this lowly creature is not worth her time and effort and she already regrets even engaging him in the first place.
She will regret it again later that day, though her reasons then will be quite different from her reasons now. Then she will also vow to return to the basement and forget about it soon after, because by then her moments of clarity will have become too far apart to be of use to her.
As far as her injury goes, she will at first opt to sit it out. She will have barely and by the skin of her teeth made it back to her room, after all.
Only then will her arm hurt too much and the red lines on her face look too hideous for her to endure. Only then will she reach into the closet and disregard the advice she meant to give Alex while she was still in her sane state.
"If this is indeed part of the event then you must refrain from using ADAM at all costs. Events end, but what we do to ourselves may not be so easy to reverse."
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