Early Morning: Jogging trail

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The minute the five a.m. curfew was lifted this morning Maia was up and out the door before 5:05.

She needed to breathe, be away, be able to think about everything that had happened in the last few days, if things that she once held to be important to her were still important, friendships and relationships.

Maia zipped up her jacket and kicked pine cones out of her way as she walked, she would start jogging in a little while, right now she was just enjoying the cold air.

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6:10am

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Tara stumbles across Maia's path, sodden skirts stained with a brown fluid. A dark, purpled bruise is on her neck, and there are red scratches on her face, one deep enough to draw blood.

She does not see Maia, crossing the path and continuing on into the woods.

[ooc: For reference of those reading this: Tara's *only* interactions while she's like this will be with prior player consent.]

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Maia stops suddenly, She stares at Tara's clothes and the bruise before Tara goes. "Tara?" Maia called out not stepping into the woods yet. Maia went to the spot where Tara had entered "Tara are you ok?" Maia said a little panicked but trying to stay calm.

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"Run, rabbit," Tara pants, not seeing the trees that catch at her clothing, tearing herself away and ripping her skirt in the process. "Run run run."

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Maia grew alarmed and ran after Tara. "Tara!" She said catching up to Tara. "Tara" out of breath "whats the matter what's wrong?"

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Seeing Maia, Tara's panic grows worse - a thing that should not have been possible.

Keening wordlessly, she tries to run, stumbling on the long strip that now hangs from her skirt, falling face down onto the pine needles.

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Maia stops when Tara falls, she reminded Maia of a wild animal that had been cornered. "Tara, its ok. Its ok I am just going to help you ok. I am just going to help you get up. Is that ok. Is that ok if I help you?" Maia's voice was very calm though she looked around desperate for somebody to come help.

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Tara scrambles away from Maia, whimpering.

"Don't touch me!" she whispers, voice hoarse from running. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

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"Tara!" Maia calls watching her. Maia started to go after her but stopped. Tara did not know her, she was afraid or angry at her either way it was understandable. Maia noted the direction Tara had taken and then ran to go get help.