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@RedXCross Definitely yes.

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Sorry I've been slow the last couple days. Work and classes have been kicking my ass, aha

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Piper stepped away from Chris to frown at Carver. It didn't quite hit her right away, and she mused, "Carver and Cutter. You related?" Though after a few moments, the weight of the news started to her. Her eyebrows knitted together and the nauseated feeling in her stomach rose. Luckily, she tended to skip out on anything the average person would call a breakfast, so she was left with a dazed, sick feeling. Sure, to the locals, Cutter was the town drunken idiot. But Piper was always one to disapprove of the gossip, but even she could never bring herself to actually stand up for the guy. She didn't want to be lumped together with him--though she found herself teetering a little closer to that edge everyday.

"Let me come with you," she demanded, turning fully to Carver now. She surprised herself and she felt her throat tighten, but this felt like the right decision. The sun suddenly seemed too bright on this dim day. Her fists were clenched to keep herself from shaking, her mind falling back to the nightmare she woke from that morning. She wanted answers about her childhood; and for the first time in her life, her gut was shoving her in the right path. Or maybe it was the alcohol.

Realizing, though, they didn't have much reason to bring along some second rate mechanic with a bad attitude, she pursed her lips for a moment. "I--.. I can keep an eye on the car," she said, demeanor changing as she tapped at the hood of car and turned her attention back to its owner. "It's a piece of shit car, ya see. It should make it home but I better make sure it's not gonna fall apart on you."

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Piper scowled at Chris' back as he walked away to retrieve his car. He would definitely find it in better shape than when he left it, but he'd also find a few extra small fixes--if not now then later: a sticker suggesting at how money miles he should get another oil change, coolant leaks fixed, and other small tuneups. In spite of her people skills, she always went the extra mile as a mechanic. Her competence was the single thread that held her to her job, and she hung onto it for her life.

"So what kinda animal is it?" she asked him, stepping out from around to desk to follow him out of the office. She glanced to Carver as she passed--his presence was hard to ignore--but ultimately continued after Chris. "If you're such an expert, why the disagreements between you and Pierce? Is something going on?" For all her curiosity, she lacked tact; and in a busier place, she might have been making a scene.

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Gotcha, fam

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Piper frowned a bit, eyeing Carver. So much for answers. Still, she played along: everyone needed an oil change every now and again, and Jimmy's Autoshop had its fair share of local customers. Piper and her co-workers had heard all sorts of stories. "I've heard to stay outta the woods," she summed up before continuing. "That there are rabid wolves or hungry bears in the area. Teenagers. Government cover-up of bigfoot--or something." Her eyes dropped to feign interest in the scribbled paperwork, lips pursed. "Could be anything, I guess." She did honestly pass on the rumors, but she had no opinion herself quite yet. Or at least none she wanted to share.

"All's we got around here is gossip from paranoid townies with big guns. What are you guys thinking?" she questioned, gaze raising again. Her expression had changed into something yet to be seen on the woman's face, even when she should have been sympathetic with an angry customer: she had already expressed her curiosity but now she seemed concerned. Or maybe her head was throbbing again, who knew?

The computer beeped at her and she flinched, suddenly on edge again. Sighing at herself, she turned to crouch at a cabinet behind the desk. There she would comb through a few sets keys until she found the set to match his car. Piper placed Chris' card, keys, and a receipt at the edge of table for him to retrieve. "Because unless you're confirming something the rumor mill is dishing out, I don't see why the police need a second and third opinion." She looked from one man to the other, indicating the unnecessary two and three.

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Piper hesitated in her typing, feeling the weight of the man's stare. And when she slowly returned the gaze, she felt judged, but only hardened her glare in response. Had it been anyone else, she might have childishly stuck her tongue out at them for staring. However, he seemed to be much more than the average townie and much more perceptive. And with that in mind, even through the hangover, her curiosity was triggered. Her typing resumed, but slower than it was before as she slowly looked back to her work, listening to their conversation.

The man introduced himself as Carver. It was a less than pleasant sounding name, but it fit him. She suddenly worked quickly, confirming the numbers--now she would just have to wait for the card to process. "I'm Piper," she said, inserting herself into the conversation to kill the time with the recent...animal attacks suddenly in the back of her mind. "What 'assessments'? What hunch? Why isn't Officer Pri-- Pierce here himself?" She leaned forward on the desk, gaze flickering between the two men. Neither were from the small town as far as she could tell.

Maybe if an officer stood in Carver's place, she might've butt out. Though, within the confines of her workspace with two strangers, she felt more emboldened than usual. Like Chris, she was picking up on something...more, but she couldn't quite place it especially as an outsider to the details.

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Seven Deadly Sins : Monster Mayhem (Casual, Small Group, Modern High School)

Ohhh okay. I misunderstood.

Edit: fixed it up!

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That was a little lacking, but I rather not write about nothing for another paragraph ahah

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The man seemed to hesitantly take Piper's word and kindly butted out--until the fight grew too heated. He was unfamiliar to Piper--strange for a small town--though so was Chris save for his first visit. Still, he stepped himself into the argument and Piper, ignorant to how close she came to violence, did settle if only slightly. She still glared, but she didn't have the energy to stand up against his commanding presence. Besides, she was thankful for the silence that came after. However, she couldn't stop the small mischievous grin when he turned on Chris, who was wanted by the police.

"Big surprise there," she muttered to herself. And as the men exchanged words, she took Chris' card. It was heavier than the standard plastic, but she paid it little mind before sitting down. Cards were a bother: they were the small computer's sole purpose, but it was still a slow and tedious process. So, went ahead and started entering the card information, wondering when they would get something to swipe the cards. Still, her gaze would curiously glance between the men every now and again.

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