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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center">《 Clive and Owen 》<br/>
Location: Location: Near #3, 4, 5<br/>
Addressing: Everyone<br/>​</div>"All of us? Absolutely not.<i>Spend the night here</i>? Also no. I'd suggest you all clear out. Lay low. Split up and try not to draw anymore attention," Clive advised, wondering who this guy from Abendblume was that he thought he was wise enough to make decisions for them as if a collective. More armed men approached and Clive grew increasingly uneasy. There wasn't a single one who had come up that hadn't flashed their weapons in his face.<br/><br/>"Clive.." Owen regarded his brother with disapproval and then looked at the others. Eight people who weren't quite strangers but still unknown to them. Three to four were guards if he recalled the information given. One was mourning over the girl whose brains were splatter across old oak trees. How many more were dead? How many more would be dead by morning if they stayed?<br/><br/>"How many total are needing a place to regroup? Four or five of you? It won't be greatly comfortable, but we can get you all north of here and it won't involve walking it in the dark. There's got to be a better place we can drop you all for the night rather than here. This isn't the place you want to be after all this activity."<br/><br/>"You think they even wanna go with us? They don't know us," Clive said with a snort.<br/><br/>"Well, you haven't asked them, have you?" Owen snapped. "Anyone that wants a ride north, come on. The guards and their guns can go home, or stay here with anyone that wants to stay, but those that aren't prepared to spend the night should really clear out." They had a few extra seats in the back and would need to rearrange their cargo to accommodate anyone riding on the flatbed, but it would certainly beat walking. Perhaps they would have to offload their found mannequins, but they could always come back for the nonliving variety.