Alex would walk over towards the stadium, leaving his car. He would silently complain about his shitty powers. It wasn't even consistent. Why couldn't he enter it alone, when he could before?
I don't recall you ever entering it alone, honestly. Do you have a quote?
Well, anyway, you walk toward the stadium, getting a closer look at the events happening within. A lot of the ruins appear to be carefully excavated, or at least their edges. You pass by a covered corpse of what you suspect to be a teenager getting wheeled off the premises, and step around the crumbled remnants of the entrance. Few seem to mind you coming in there right now, although one paramedic tells you to stay away from any still-standing structures, as it's possible they could fall on you still.
Watch and wait. He's got to run out of cigarettes eventually.
He finishes his cigarette and, over the period of the next 15 minutes, seems to not be doing anything in particular, just listening carefully, and just when you think you'll go insane out of boredom, he gets up and slowly walks toward the suit, stepping back into it carefully and doing it up to his waist. At this point he pauses again - you think he heard a bump somewhere, but it wasn't you, so you don't care. He listens for a short while yet, then puts the suit on entirely, putting the gun down for a moment to get it on fully and then picking it back up again. And with that, he heads toward the basement once more, carrying the air tank under one arm and holding the pistol with the other one.
"Ooh im gonna get him fot this." grumbles Steven as he slowly climbs to his feet.
"that asshole brings new meaning to the phrase 'too stupid to fool'..."
Your everything is sore right now, with the possible exception of your throat, and getting up becomes a bit of a production, taking about two minutes and the firm support of a nearby wall for you to get yourself standing upright in any semi-permanent fashion.
It's a little hard to disagree with Pigeonface's assessment that you're probably beat up enough to leave alone for now. Not that he wouldn't be capable of returning and piling on some more hurt, you suppose. Maybe this time you'd even be able to dodge.
Selina looks at her a moment, confused as to what to do. Worriedly, she slowly tried giving a hug, maybe putting the Clone more at ease?
Curiously, she hugs you back, and rather tightly at that. You stay like that for a moment before you realize she's quietly nibbling on your shoulder, which sort of tickles.
"Are you... doing okay?" comes your mother's voice. You notice she's poked her head out of the adjoining kitchen. She seems to have gone about halfway through her morning routine before either remembering that she's got family business today or just plain giving up on the idea of going to work. She hasn't slept well, you think, and is obviously not at all used to there being two copies of her daughter around.
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