Creatures of the Dark

"I am, you are following me. Stop following me."

She was soon too far away to care.

(( Dunno what to put. Think we need to plan these things otgerwise its the same thing over and over, like... how can Damian be minutes from death but still have the energy to argue for so long. I dunno if iI am just misunderstanding though because i am so shattered and if so thats my bad ))

(( There would be levels to it though, right? So maybe we could play with that more? ))

(( Okay. So have you got a plan on how to do that? ))

(( Right okay. Well we need a way out of this bit so you just need to think about how hurt Damian actually is and play that.. like if he is on deaths door then he is, if he is actually fine we go as we are. But him saying he is on deaths door but not showing it just... doesn't give me much you know? Even if he is hiding it, there would be physical signs that I don't know unless they are written.

Sorry if I am sounding lecture-ey. I'm just trying to stop us from hitting walls, y'know ))

(( Okay ))

Several hours later, after helping those she can - though mostly spending time with the guard and his family, Alessia stepped through the crowds and slum-like tents that had been set up to house those who now no longer had rooms to stay in. Exhaustion clear in how slowly, how controlled she moved. Ducking into the tent that had been set up for herself and Damian.