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[sent_farfaraway]

[and amidst all the chaos and arguing, Ruby knows that Sam should've put up the wards at the shooting range that first night, so you know she knows the Range is safe. Plus nothing like having the firepower they had - though she heard gunfire through the journal more than once - rock salt might have a better effect if he was a ghost. Either way,

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Ruby

[imnot_likeyou]

[a bit of a thank God sigh -- that Bela's alright, not that the rest of the people she was with were dead]

I will. Is she okay?

Sam

[sent_farfaraway]

[is relieved to hear his voice]

She's shaken up, considering the massacre she was a door away from? I don't blame her.

Where are you?

Ruby

[imnot_likeyou]

Caritas. Apparently there's some kind of spell that supposed to be protecting the place but I'm starting to think that salting the doors and windows on top of that might not be such a bad idea.

[and the question no one wants to ask, but of course Sam will ... ]

Why'd he let her go?

Sam

[sent_farfaraway]

Alright... [and have a pause before she answers]

It could be that room pattern people were talking about? She wasn't in her own room. That's all I can think of, unless she did ward her door.

[on_silk_sheets]

[listens to Ruby and moves beyond the salt line, so that she's feeling a little safer. She sinks down a bit against the nearest wall she can find and buries her face in her hands, trying to get a handle on herself again]

[feel_theburn]

[He's getting a bit tired of the kindergarten style lessons from Sam in what he should already know how to do. With an eyeroll he glances over his shoulder and sees Bela.

Be right back.

[he goes over and crouches before her]

Can I get you anything?

[on_silk_sheets]

[looks up at him and shakes her head]

I'm fine. Thank you.

[feel_theburn]

[sighs, because this isn't the part he's so great at]

Pistol? Bourbon? A puke bucket?

[okay, not so sensitive, but lightening the air might help some]

[likedollclothes]

[saunters past where Bela had plopped herself down. He'd listened to the whole mess over the journal, and he had to say -- he didn't know of anyone who could pull that kind of job, that quickly, which is making him want a scotch ...

...that he can't have.

Makes his way through to Ruby, and leans against the fence lightly as he gets there]

Your friend there -- she alright?

[sent_farfaraway]

[shrugs]

She's tough, but not everyone is going to handle what I saw back there. [shakes her head] How's everyone holding up?

[likedollclothes]

Hopin' that this place'll hold up better than that tower did. [sighs a bit, before chewing on the inside of his cheek lightly] Think all that magic stuff'll actually work?

[sent_farfaraway]

[exhales] It's better than nothing?