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Date & Time: 22nd to the 24th
Location: a synagogue in the city
Characters: Kate & whoever else volunteered to help and/or anyone who wants to see what is going on.
Summary: can we fix it? I hope so.
Warnings: ???

The exteriors of the synagogue aren’t too shabby surprisingly, but the main door needs a good push before it can be shouldered open properly and it creaks loudly as it swings on its hinges. Bits of the walls outside are chipped and discoloured, slowly but constantly being eroded each day in the never ending rainfall that blankets the city.

Inside the building is still as cold as it is outside; windows missing entire panes or broken bits still clinging to the frames, still sharp and dangerous enough to cut deep into one’s flesh if they’re not careful enough. Wherever the windows are, cold wind blows in, and the floor beneath the sills are damp and around the edges have some mold growing. There’s also pieces of glass laying on the floor.

There’s dust and broken bits of wood everywhere. Wooden beams that are supposed to support the building lay half rotting around the building. Some of them are in the way if people want to go further into the building, so they’ll need to be carried out outside by a few helping hands. The air in the building is stuffy and unpleasant, even with wind passing in every now and then.

Honestly, it may feel more depressing inside the worn down building than it does outside in the rain that never ceases.

( ooc: feel free to tag in however as you like! characters can work together, do their own clean-up, take breaks, whatever you want. )

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ allen please control yourself. no going near traffic cones in front of children. ]

And you are never rude.

[he's a party mafiaaaaaaa]

I never try to be.

[What BS. But he says it so easily, it sounds almost honest.]

It is rude to lie.

Wh- [ghk.]

Lying can be, yes. [BUT HE NEVER DOES THAT, EITHER. Quickly directing her to turn down the street to their left.] Here, it's down this way.

Are you sure you're not getting us lost?

Really, I'm not that bad! [Lies, everywhere.] I've been here since December, I've learnt my way around...

[Though all his attention is on her as he talks, rather than where he's walking-- but he's totally got this!]

How long did it take you to learn?

Not very long. You know your way around well by now as well, don't you?

Took me less than a week.

A week? [NO WAY!!] To figure out your way around the entire city?

[ She smirks. ]

Yes.

[ Is she lying? ~It's a mystery~ ]

[HE REFUSES TO BELIEVE IT his expression says as much.]

Then, we shan't be in danger of getting lost.

[ sgjfdhjsga what even that face ]

Not if we don't follow you.

[skepticism

Haha, aren't you a cute kid.]

Do you know the way? [Turning down another street, now.]

If I knew which shop you meant, yes. Since you cannot even describe it, we're fucked. [ language ]

[He hardly bats an eye.]

I described it! [VAGUELY. . .]

It's rude to make assumptions about people, Miss Cat. And to speak that way.

[Not that he's one to talk.]

[ EYE ROLL.

She changes the subject. ] Why do you always call me "Misscat"?

-Huh? Miss Cat? Miss... it's a term of respect.

For true?

Yes! For women... You've never heard it?

No. I've been called girl, wench, bitch, even boy. Never miss.

What? [Who's been saying that!? Whose face does he have to kick in.]

I'm sorry. Nobody should refer to you that way.

[ Allen, you are never allowed near Westeros. You'll be kicking people all year.

…actually go to Westeros.

She shrugs. ]

I've heard worse. I don't really care.

[He wouldn't last long there, but dammit, he'd go out kicking faces.]

That doesn't make it all right! Has anyone here been speaking to you that way?

Not here, no. A man confused me for a boy, but that's all. Why?

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