inside is a teenage girl, cowering in terror. next to her are the bodies of a man, a woman, and another teenage girl.
At the far end of the burned store is a heavily clothed scrapper droid, staring directly at her with its massive red eyes while it loots burnt garbage.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"i don't know. he was big. he had an axe. I hid before he entered. my family didn't. he executed them. and... he fed on them." she says, breaking down completely
"oh god....im so sorry." he says, walking a bit closer. "Uh...d-do you want help burying them?"
"i don't know. he was big. he had an axe. I hid before he entered. my family didn't. he executed them. and... he fed on them." she says, breaking down completely
"oh god....im so sorry." he says, walking a bit closer. "Uh...d-do you want help burying them?"
"please. i have a broken leg, and i can't move it."
he crouches down and pulls out a splint and bandages out of his bag. "Let me put this splint on it. It should help." he says, adjusting his mask so it covers the lower half of his face still
"i don't know. he was big. he had an axe. I hid before he entered. my family didn't. he executed them. and... he fed on them." she says, breaking down completely
The scrapper quietly shuffles toward her, a bauble in hand.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"i don't know. he was big. he had an axe. I hid before he entered. my family didn't. he executed them. and... he fed on them." she says, breaking down completely
The scrapper quietly shuffles toward her, a bauble in hand.
she seems to tense up as it approaches
The machine offers her the bauble - a blue Christmas ornament.
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
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He approaches cautiously, spear raised
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He sheathes the spear. "Oh jesus. Hey, miss. Are you alright?"
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At the far end of the burned store is a heavily clothed scrapper droid, staring directly at her with its massive red eyes while it loots burnt garbage.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I'm not going to." he says, hands raised in peace.
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"Who did?" he asks, trying to comfort the girl
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"oh god....im so sorry." he says, walking a bit closer. "Uh...d-do you want help burying them?"
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he crouches down and pulls out a splint and bandages out of his bag. "Let me put this splint on it. It should help." he says, adjusting his mask so it covers the lower half of his face still
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He examines them
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"Ok. Im gonna stitch these shut ok?"
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The scrapper quietly shuffles toward her, a bauble in hand.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
He pulls out a sewing needle and thread and gets to work. Once he has done that he sets the leg, wraps it in bandages, and puts it in a splint.
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The machine offers her the bauble - a blue Christmas ornament.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.