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[filtered away from children kidnapped or otherwise, Slenderman, and anyone exploiting the situation]

[two pages are highlighted: #, and then #; the priest's voice is quiet and gentle]

...The entries currently unearthed skip from 23 to 28 with nothing yet in between. The last known plan the previous victims of 'Slenderman' had were to offer up a human... sacrifice. The end result was the safe return of at least one child -- Deema. There's also-- this.

[he shifts, where he's staring at the blood-soaked tree whose line creeps higher and higher every time he blinks -- or maybe it's his imagination. his mind playing tricks on him, at this point, is not at all beyond the scope of the realistic]

Time is... running out.

[ooc: open for journal or the CREEPY BLOOD TREE if you're lurking]

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[Little sister is staring at that tree for a while before even acknowledging big brother. She's beyond exhausted but, somehow seems to be fully alert when she speaks. Her eyes aren't leaving the tree though.]

I don't really value my own life. When I compare to Justinia, Emil, or any of the other kids... well you get it.

They'd never get over it if someone died for them though. Never. Keep that in mind Abel because we are going to get them back one way or another.

[ah... Elektra? he didn't seem to notice her, either... starting at the sound of her voice]

...

[he angles his eyes toward her, silent for some time. he knows her attachment to those kids, knows she would give up her life for theirs the same as him...]

They wouldn't have to know.

No, they wouldn't. [She smiles slightly. There's nothing friendly about it.] But, people here can't keep their mouths shut about anything. All they have to do is mention the sacrifice idea, which we both know they eventually will, and the kids will put two and two together.

People who cared about them go missing just when they get back? They'll know, Abel. They'll hate themselves for it.

There's a reason I made the suggestion.

[he'd be back in a day or two, max... they could simply say he'd fallen asleep with the others and taken a bit longer to wake up.]

[For the first time Elektra looks at him.] You'd come back faster than the others.

[It's more of a statement than a question but, her expression invites him to correct her.]

[he nods, after a beat or two. Elektra is one of the few people he got so close to in his time here... there's no need to play games at a time like this when he trusts her]

A day... maybe two, three at the most.

[She appreciates it after she outed herself for the sake of helping out the kids.]

... In that case, you should cross that bridge should we get there. I don't think we've gotten to that point yet or that we will.

[What she saw gave her confidence they'd intervene.]

[all he feels is the pressure of the invisible clock counting down and the memory of Nanako's terror in her eyes when she--]

...We have to hurry, Elektra.

[She walks over to Abel's side and rests a hand on his shoulder.]

... Before I came here, I had visions of Abby and her father being attacked more than once. I always arrived in time to protect them from what I saw. That's how I know we'll get them back alive. We're meant to intervene during that moment. All we have to do is make it there.

[slkjdf looks... down at her ;; MEI MEI... he's scawdddd]

...

[but that does actually make him feel better... just ignore his puppy faces that might suggest the contrary]

[She had a feeling it would and it is the truth. If she could save Abby against all those dangers by herself, an entire group of super powered adults could save kids from a spirit.]

Trust me, Abel. I'm not wrong about this.

[fjlkjsdf screw it, she's getting a hug. he can't take it anymore OKAY... you're being all ~*inspiring*~ so you only have yourself to blame.]

They're all-- okay, aren't they? [she would tell him if she'd seen anything... amiss... right...?]

[Whatever he can get away with it this once... or for the millionth time. You people are wearing her down.]

Yeah. [She laughs half heartedly.] Do you really think I'd still be talking to you if I saw anything different?

[She'd be busy trying to cut this tree down and generally freaking out.]

[b'awwww ;(((( is relieved... SORTA... is still really worried about Sora, since he's... sick, and weak...]

[...]

...We need that vacation...

We really do. [She couldn't sound more sincere if she tried. This was one of the few times she truly wished to be home. She could just get them some plane tickets and go somewhere bright and sunny for a while.]

Ice cream on the beach would be really nice right now.

We should do it... when they're back...

[picnic on the beach with a ton of kids playing in the ocean? ...sounds like his perfect afternoon.]

That's what I was thinking too. The kids should come with too even if they don't know how to swim.

I can teach them. [She's not even bothering to keep her guard and pretenses up at this point.]

Sandcastles...?

[hngh, he misses Caterina when he says that, but in a fond way. he thinks she'd like the idea of him building sandcastles with Nanako and Justinia. (Justinia reminds him of her so much sometimes what even...)]

...Ah. It's only been days... It feels like so much longer since... [ffff little sister let's BUST THROUGH DIMENSIONS AND GO RIGHT NOW]

Sandcastles too. [Elektra nods, smiling slightly... genuinely.] Yeah. I know what you mean. Time's gone by so slowly since they left.

[SHE'D LOVE TO. But that's later. ;;]

[dat... smile...

flksjdf somehow he feels a lot better HOW DID YOU DO THIS GET OUT.]

...Thank you, Elektra.

[She's too tired to pretend that she doesn't care when she obviously does...?]

You're welcome, Abel.

[they clearly need to sleep for like. 40 years after this plot. cuddled up with kiddos.]

...You're getting good at this. [the whole comforting thing. no really he means it!]

Practice makes perfect, right? [She sighs.] I just want you guys to be okay.

We will.

[tucks some of her perdy hair behind her ear -- and then he'll stop being all affectionate before she kicks him in the nads.]

...We can't be anything less, long as they need us. And long as we're here, they'll be okay.

[She nods. Elektra couldn't turn off her strong front completely even if she wanted to.]

We should be strong for them. They're just kids.

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