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[afterlifeshit]

So you're probably dead. A couple of your party members made it to the L4D safehouse and triggered a respawn point, yaay. Anyone that's died is up and mobile again, you're in a sunnier part of the forest just after a large glass greenhouse that has more green foliage and less evil black junk. Regroup, figure out where to go next, avoid murderfest round two.

[Mission: stick together this time and find a way out. don't get murderized by ghosts. whatever ]

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[foodporn]

What's that saying, only fools run in?

[rush, run, whatever, it's the gist. im guessing their weapons are still useless, not that it matters since she broke one of hers and ditched the other]

Look, that guy he's always with made it out, and they're like glued to each other so he has to be coming out soon, right?

[she just really doesn't want to go back in there if it's not absolutely necessary. not that she's not willing to throw herself in harms way for the dude but she'd rather not die again for no good reason. it was unpleasant.]

[armedarchaeologist]

Something like that.

[sighs and eyes the not-so-panicked dean. the two of them, dean and cas, do seem pretty joined at the hip, and if cas's absence isn't bothering dean then it probably shouldn't bother daniel.]

Yeah I'm not fond of the idea of getting my sternum chewed apart again, especially since I didn't seem to have very effectively saved anyone in the process, but I'm actually less fond of the idea of leaving anybody behind. Which. Is probably why we haven't gone anywhere yet, c—

[armedarchaeologist]

[ding. gets that ohshit look.]

Oh. Oh no. I forgot, August wandered off.

[foodporn]

They let him?

[didn't we learn our lesson the first time. unfolds arms in that gearing up to go way but also to make the general gesture of youre fucking kidding me]

[armedarchaeologist]

[winces guiltily.]

Nobody else was awake yet. It was a while ago, back when I was—[gestures at the ground, could mean anything from "dead" to "catatonic with hopeless depression."]

I, uh. Was kind of rude.

[foodporn]

[oh for chrissake]

You hurt his feelings so he ran off into the ghost woods?

[im sorry august but you probably deserve that gory death you're about to enjoy. either way, come on loser, we're going after him]

Which way?

[armedarchaeologist]

...that's about what it shaped up to yeah.

[hesitates, looking at the woods in front of them. he wasn't paying all that much attention and even now he's having trouble working himself into a really good guilt trip, but there's the start of one.]

This way?

[foodporn]

You sound so positive.

[it's the question mark, fyi. glances back at the party before starting out that way, calling out his name. hello, please come back now, before we have to go on another solo adventure to find your probably dead ass]

[armedarchaeologist]

You bet, I'm sure looking forward to being back in the woods. It was just so much fun before, with the...

[nope too gross even for sarcasm.

flaps a hand inarticulately, grimaces, hurries to keep up with Bo.]

August!