I won't give up, no I won't give in

[officerhops]

[8. 8 people were dead. Three victims, three killers, and two rule breakers.

By now, late Tuesday night, Judy had had about enough. It wasn't quite curfew, maybe about a half hour before the clocks would chime, but a lot of people seemed to go to bed early these days. Either exhaustion from everything catching up with them, or fear that they'd be next if they didn't stay in their rooms. If Judy was smart, she'd do the same.

But she didn't know when to quit.

With purpose, Judy slipped out of her room and went to room number 7. Soundproof rooms meant that no one would hear her knocking on the door a few times, then knocking again with urgency if Nick waited too long to open up.]

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[officerhops]

[...for some reason, that actually gets a laugh out of her. It's a little shaky, all things considered, but his response is absurd enough to warrant it.

And yet.]

"Predators might be reverting to their primitive, savage ways."

That's what I said. And I...pretty much ruined everything from there.

[officerwilde]

[That actually... stuns Nick into silence for once. Judy can see the same, familiar expression on his face hearing that now that he had hearing it then, a look that reads that it... stings to hear. And he has to move his gaze away from her again, while he mulls that over.

The difference between back then, and right now is that he doesn't have the full story, so he can't really make full judgements. On top of that, the situations are vastly different and well... she looks like she has legitimate remorse over saying something so stupid.

So after a moment or two, Nick moves over right next to her and nudges her arm with his paw.]

Scoot.

[officerhops]

[Judy blinks, moving without really thinking about it. By the time what she's done has caught up with her, she's made room for Nick beside her, having to push away some papers and things in the process.

She doesn't say anything, though. Now that she's stopped, she's not sure...what, if anything, is appropriate.]

[officerwilde]

[Now that Judy's made room for him on her bed, Nick clambers up there and takes a nice seat next to her. Maybe his legs were tired, maybe he felt awkward standing next to her bed while she sat on it or maybe he wanted to have a moment with her or something... he won't make it obvious as to why he wanted up here, though. As he never does with anything, honestly.

He wants to say something about it, though. Maybe he could ask for more details or tell her that she's wrong or awful for saying something like that.. maybe he could accept her apology even though she hadn't out-rightly apologized... but well. Honestly. He's not sure what to do without the full context.. he's pretty upset to hear that, but he can't really afford to show it at this point and time, either.

So he just.. starts to drag some of her papers over to look them over, as if that was the whole reason he wanted up there in the first place.]

Wow... that badge isn't fake after all, huh? If a piece of cheese started growing mold, you'd probably be the first to know.

[officerhops]

[What an...unsurprising response.

Judy exhales like a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, lifting a paw to rub at her forearm.]

It pays to be thorough. But I still don't feel like I have enough. It's like there's something always missing.