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[byweavinglives]

[There's a high pitched scream, one that belongs to a young woman]

Who are you?

Get out of my - where is this - oh my god did you kidnap me - no, get aw-

[The scream again but this time it's muffled]

R--

[ooc: action for cold_dry_pieces and residents of the Warehouse, if they so choose. Replies will come from warptheweft, when Saya's calmed down]

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[cold_dry_pieces]

[This is not the best way he's ever been woken up.]

Wh-- oh, come on.

[First order of business: let's get that flailing under control so this can be explained. He reaches to grab her by the wrists.]

[warptheweft]

[She's not as strong as she was before - she's more like a toothpick, now, tiny]

No, no no no, how did you get me here!

[cold_dry_pieces]

You won't believe me if I tell you.

[He's also pretty good at this sort of thing, which is hardly a surprise, though he's being a little more delicate than usual given the element of surprise she's got going for her. She might be able to slip out of his grasp as he pins her to the mattress, if she's really trying.]

Stop screaming.

[warptheweft]

[She's wiggling but she doesn't have any ability to fight him off]

RA-

[When he says to stop screaming, she looks up at him. Her eyes are huge and brown and terrified.]

No one can hear me, can they?

[shifts]

Saya?

[warptheweft]

[It come a couple of hours later]

Satya.

[Said precisely.]

[whitetwoguns]

Nobody here means you any harm now.

[warptheweft]

[A while later, and she seems...okay.]

That's a little general isn't it? Someone might.

[whitetwoguns]

Send em my way if that's the case.

[warptheweft]

Who are you?

[primrosella]

[Oh, man, there's no missing those screams. Which means someone must be in trouble! And since her daddy isn't around to come to the rescue...well, she'll just have to do the right thing and go save the person in trouble herself!

...Armed with a frying pan.

And lo, here comes a pint-sized crusader for justice, running up the stairs to defend you, Saya.]

order = 'sella, Saya, Rudy!

[warptheweft]

[She's about to get pants - luckily she has a shirt on - when Rosella busts in with a frying pan]

You kidnapped another little girl?

[cold_dry_pieces]

[If an infant shows up next, honestly, someone else is going to have to take care of it.]

I didn't kidnap anyone.

[primrosella]

[Unfortunately, Rosella's in...well, a bit of a frenzy here, and so the only word that really stands out to her is "kidnapped"--and since it was a lady that was screaming, then the man must be the kidnapper!]

You leave her alone or you'll be sorry!

[She declares this as threatening a manner as she can, which is not much considering she's a little girl with a frying pan. But it's an effort, at least.]

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[worksmart]

...Again?

Do you need somebody to come by?

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[warptheweft]

[An extremely long suffering sigh, the kind only accomplished by a teenager]

I still don't know why he was in bed with me, but apparently I'm not being held against my will.

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[worksmart]

[Interesting.]

No more than the rest of us. Who were you in bed with?

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[warptheweft]

He says his name is Rudy.