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[~Neri]

Kevak exits the room, whichever way Arc ends up going.

[SOLDIER First]

SB hands Hugo his gun.
"You'll have to do it yourself. I doubt I have the strength."

[Arcvasti]

Arcvasti walks back into the bank chamber.

**I bet Propman is still out in the street. And there's still the matter of the vault. We could do that while Hugo is... indisposed.**

[WillowLuman]

He tries to pick it up, but instead just doubles over on the floor again. "F-Fuck. Probably would've... gotten... a concussion anyway."

[~Neri]

I think we should wait for the others. They need the experience also I think.

[WillowLuman]

Curses, quickly replaced by inarticulate screams echo from the chess room.

[~Neri]

That does not sound very fun..

[WillowLuman]

(So, SB went after Zanz, and everyone else went back into the bank?)

The screams continue for a while before suddenly stopping.

[SOLDIER First]

((Seems so, now that you've given me the idea.))

[~Neri]

((Didn't Zan say nobody follow?))

Kevak begins to construct a fort out of the tellers desk.

[SOLDIER First]

((I'm a rebel.))

[WillowLuman]

(*Checks* I guess you could follow, but not find Zanz if you did. Probably best if everyone went in the bank. Though IC it would make sense for someone to go after.)

Hopeful. Terrified. Anxious. Annoyed. Angry. Ashamed. HugoLuman knew he had felt these lately, and he could feel them still, but he just couldn't think why. He rose shakily, eyes coming to focus. There were two ways to go from here. He remembered there was some terribly urgent reason to go one way, but on the other hand, he remembered having been through the other way more recently, and might remember more if he went back. At the same time, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was deeply wrong, nor the sense that there was something in the back of his brain urging him to just stay put. (*flips coins*) However, retracing his steps seemed like the best thing to do.

This place was a little warmer, and there was something slumped over near the way to the next place. It wasn't moving, though, so he decided to ignore it for now. It gave off a slight feeling of danger, too. He approached the way into the next place. Something felt dangerous about going in there, too, and that back-brain feeling was screaming at him not to. He had ignored its urge to stay put and nothing bad had happened yet, so perhaps a quick look wouldn't hurt. At that moment, though, the slumped thing started stirring, startling him. He jumped around to face it and growled a warning.

[WillowLuman]

(Thinking of moving the long-winded summary to a new google doc to save room on the OP)

[Arcvasti]

[[This is why you reserve the first 3-12 posts on the first page for later editing into useful things.]]

[~Neri]

((I learned that the hard way with R2SP2 and I gave up on the OP~))