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[CrimsonMoon]

" Sleep if ya can, after all, you said you don't believe in ghosts, right?" Captain Morgan muses, walkin back outside and opening thetrunk of the cruiser, pulling out a shot gun and a couple cartons of ammo.."

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"That..that doesn't mean I want to stay here in this house!" River objected, walking to the door, "This place is a deathtrap!"

[CrimsonMoon]

" Alright alright, i'll stay, you bring the crap out here and we can have a camp out, kiddo," He chortles, loading the shot gin with a smirk, crows feet appearing at the corners of his eyes

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River scowled, "Why? It can't be possible that the baby survived all this time, right? Infants can't fend for themselves."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Someone could've found the kid, you know how sympathetic people in this town are. Doesn't matter if the child is a living sin against the Book," morgan grunts examining his weapons," But this has to do with Greene... I just know it.."

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"What if it was just a local child?" He argued.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Then we'll find out, won't we?" The captain grunts and frowns, glancing back at the house," Now go, my back can't take much of wooden floors," he looked a bit hesitant but turned back to the house

[CrimsonMoon]

Merp? XP)

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"Alright, alright. What do I need to go pick up?" He asked.

[CrimsonMoon]

Blankets, a bit more ammo, hell, bring sleeping bags and a lamp if ya can, kiddo.." He stares at the old building and tilts his head curiously, checking his pistol

(Hmmm... I have a suprise for River when he gets home >:3)

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"Alright, I'll be as quick as I can. I'll pick us up some snacks too. Chips alright with you?" River pulled out the keys to the car and headed toward it.

[CrimsonMoon]

" Yessum, it'd be nice to get off of my wife's diet," he chortles and starts walking back toward the farm," Turn on the siren, then you can go extra fast," he winks

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River laughed as he slid into the driver's seat. He started up the car and drive away, heading back into town. He'd stop by his own place first, then go to the store to pick up whatever he still needed.

[CrimsonMoon]

As he drove, dispatch didnt report any suspicious activity and mostly traded small talk with the other officers... The most exciting thing was probably a speeding ticket but nothing else..

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It was almost a relief that the town seemed quiet right now. It was usually so peaceful, aside from the Greene fiasco. River grew up around little violence, but recently things had gotten so much worse. He pulled up to his small house and hopped out, heading inside.

[CrimsonMoon]

The simple house was darkened, his mother, Georgia Jerriks must have been already asleep, she worked so hard in the little cafe she and his father had created together... The old fashioned 'Jerriks Co.'... It had been clever, after all, his mother had always been an avid reader of the Good Book...

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He walked in quietly and headed to the closet to grab some blankets for him and officer Morgan.

[CrimsonMoon]

There was a yawn from his parents room and Georgia calls," River...? Working late tonight?" A lamp turns on

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River sighed and smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, Ma. I'm just stopping by for a few things but I won't be home all night."

[CrimsonMoon]

" Don't work yourself too hard, love," She chirps," Do you need me to help you get something for your... Stake out? Is that what police call that nowadays?" There was a creakfrom the old bed and the shuffling of blankets