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Who is this sassy lost child
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Jae hadn't actually intended to fire right away, but there was a sudden movement and he supposed that he had a twitchy trigger finger now. He missed, anyhow; his aim wasn't actually that good when firing at someone who saw him coming.

He reloaded the crossbow and then rose unsteadily, pausing for just a moment before stalking off between the shelves in pursuit. He wasn't even sure if he was following the right person, when all he had to go on was that the other person was short and Jae couldn't see him clearly. But god he just... needed to be doing something. He needed to not think, to not worry about whether the things that were happening were really happening or if he was just losing his mind, or if maybe everyone else had lost their minds and he was still sane.

There was static in his vision again. Maybe he needed another cigarette.

He kept thinking of Samuel, shapes moving in the darkness. Who's there? I'm armed. Don't let them see you afraid. Don't let anyone have the upper hand. Hurt them before they can hurt you. Do whatever you can to stay alive, even though you don't want to live. Kill the part of yourself that wants to die.

Jae caught a flash of movement and fired at it through the fading light.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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