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[Morning After] un:Steph @everyone (backdated to Monday)

[ She takes her staff everywhere with her. If it isn't hidden at her back it's at least poking out of her backpack. Never leave home without a weapon, right? And knives are great, but sometimes a ranged weapon is the wiser choice.

She doesn't even make coffee before turning the house upside down, checking every nook and cranny four times before she gives up. Her weapon is gone, and the only way it could have disappeared is if somebody took it. ]

[ video ]

[ She turns the video on for this, just in case anyone questions whether she's serious or not. She is very, very serious. ]

Someone here has taken something that doesn't belong to them. If it isn't returned in the next 24 hours, I will start breaking things and it won't stop at fingers.

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[ She gives a single laugh and half a smile. ]

No promises. But I'll make sure it's warranted.

Perhaps if you find the person, you bring them before the people of the village for punishment.

Sure, yeah.

[ That's not actually a bad idea, except... ]

After.

Steph. Please. I have seen what comes of these sorts of things. Do you really wish to worry me so?

Reeve, someone was in my house. In my bedroom. Maybe four people here should even know where I live.

[ And that's just one of the things that scares her. She doesn't mind letting that creep into her voice on a private line. ]

Worry about that, because the rest of the village won't.

[Fear? Oh dear.]

There is a chance that you were a target of opportunity.

Not with the precautions I take. It would have been work. Even if I was, it can't happen again.

Precautions. Oh dear. Perhaps it was something beyond people.

There is much in the history of this place that concerns me.

Something beyond-- What, like the Overseers?

They created a synthetic party for us to partake of. So yes. I mean them

[ She eyes him for a moment, really wishing that was easier to believe. ]

Do you really think that, or are you just trying to make me feel better?

I really think that, Steph. They came into my room at the in when I was asleep and left a box. I am not as well trained as many of my companions from home, but I don't sleep deeply.

I found mine on our doorstep...

[ But that’s not really relevant to the matter at hand... except that the Overseers gave her the staff in the first place. She drops her face in her hands for a moment. ]

God. It is too fricken early for this. If I find who took it I swear to god I will break every one of their limbs, and their jaw.

[His own face shows nothing but worry for the young woman. When has he been anything other than concerned for Steph?]

Is there anything I can do to assist you?

[ She presses the heel of her hands into her eyes for a time, thinking. She wants to trust him. He's been a good friend. And she isn't so worried anymore that people will expect her to defend them if they know that she can. But... dammit, it's so hard to trust anymore. She hates feeling like this. ]

I don't know, Reeve. I just don't know.

Good luck then. Forgive me if I hope no one was foolish enough to have stolen it from you.

Thanks. I hope so too.

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