<div style="text-align: center">《 Clive 》<br/>
Location: <i>Outside the southeast perimeter of KOA </i><br/>
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</div>She was calling the name of someone.<i>Tobias</i>. Frantic in the dark, heedless of whoever was following her. Clive couldn't be sure if that was friend or foe, but he registered the woman as nonthreatening. Clive was stiff at her approach, especially as she threw her arms around him. It felt wrong, knowing she had mistaken him for another but he didn't know what to do besides to be still in an effort not to frighten her further. He didn't touch her, moving his hands out to the side in an obvious effort to appear nonthreatening. Even after the day she must have had, she smelt good. How long had it been since he'd been around an attractive woman? Shiela didn't count.<br/><br/><i>Thank God I found you. Did you not hear me calling? </i>Clive heard her worry fade away and for a fraction of a second, she was at peace. Up until she realized Clive was not her loved one. She froze, pulled away to look him in the face, and then screamed.<br/><br/>"It's alright," Clive whispered, lowing his body some to appear less imposing. He held his palms up in a placating manner.  "I didn't know what to do that wouldn't scare you more. You were running right for me." So he chose the passive, do nothing approach while not accounting for her throwing herself into his arms.<br/><br/>"Your husband was down the trail, I think. Pretty sure he's okay. Heard the shots and we were all tryin' to get the hell outta here."