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Streets of Fandom [Wednesday, Late Afternoon]

Chuck wasn't the biggest follower of the news, so he'd managed to skip over all the Bad Things that were filtering through into public knowledge over the radio.

If he'd known, today would not be the day he'd have picked to organise sizzling shrimp night with Ellie, and they would not have been walking over to Ching Tai in this damp, almost suffocatingly thick fog.

"You know, it's really lucky I know where my feet are," Chuck commented. "Because if I didn't know better, I'd think they weren't even there." Stupid fog.

[[He's there for that sister of his, but the streets of Fandom are of course open if anyone needs them. Up early for the great SP!]]

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Ellie just shook her head. "You sure pick the strangest time to have a sizzling shrimp craving."

She shuddered slightly. "This fog is creepy."

"Well, I kind of thought when we made these plans, this might've cleared up by now..." Then it hadn't, and it was giving him a serious case of the heebie jeebies already.

"Doesn't fog usually burn off during the day?" Well, it did if it was normal fog, and there was sunshine around.

"Usually," Ellie said, sounding just a little concerned. "How about we just get to the restaurant and hang out there until it goes away. If we can find it."

The fog was just so think and...there was just something not right about it.

Chuck could get with that plan, and instinctively moved closer to Ellie when he thought he saw a shadow of movement through the fog.

Probably just someone else as lost as they were, right?

"I can go for that," he agreed, not covering the nerves in his voice all that well. Chuck would never be good at disguising when things freaked him out.

Ellie was almost tempted to suggest returning to the dorm and ordering take out, but she really didn't want to be scared off by fog. Perhaps she should have reconsidered.

"I think Morgan will be jealous that you're having sizzling shrimp without him," she said with a nervous laugh. She was trying to keep things light as they headed in the direction of the restaurant.

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It was a bit pathetic to be freaked by fog, right? Give it a few and anything much more and he'd say to hell with pretending not to be and try to flee.

"Probably shouldn't tell him," Chuck decided with an uncomfortable chuckle of his own as he tried to follow her lighter lead. "Not if I want to hear the end of it."

"It can be our secret then," Ellie said, shivering slightly. "I really hope we're going in the right direction."

"Well... you've been here longer," Chuck suggested, peering into the fog and barely suppressing a shiver. "I'm trusting your sense of direction here, sis. Trust with getting us sizzling shrimp is a big thing," he joked.

Trouble was, he was having to force himself to blink away the flickering images at the edges of his vision. Nothing there. Right.

"It's hard to have a sense of direction in this fog," Ellie said, glancing over at Chuck. "Are you okay? We can go back if you want?"

"No... no." Liar. The temptation to turn around and go back was pretty strong. But they'd gone far enough that Ching Tai was probably closer, and damn it he did want that sizzling shrimp!

There were many things Chuck would do for that particular goal. Including venture out in freaky fog.

"It's shrimp night. We do not abandon shrimp night!"

Ellie chuckled. "Okay. Maybe we can make this a tradition or something. Except without the fog."

She hadn't realized she had walked slightly further ahead.

Chuck stopped dead when he realised he couldn't see his sister for the fog anymore. "Woah... Ellie?" If he'd been unnerved before, it was immediately doubled at the moment he realised it looked like he was alone.

"Ellie, not funny, come back here?"

Ellie peered over at Chuck, giving him a strange look. "Huh? I'm right here, Chuck."

No... no that was not his sister. Ellie was not that big, not that shape, and had no scales that he knew of.

Chuck would be backing away now with a squeaked, "Oh god." This was bad. "Ellie!"

Ellie could hear the panic in Chuck's voice and wanted nothing more than to protect him. But she could not see him. Instead she saw something that was a cross between a monkey and...a horse? What?

"Chuck, where are you? Just, run, okay? Go back to the dorms!" Yes, that would be panic in her voice now. What if the strange creature hurt her little brother?

If there was one thing Ellie should know about him, it was that even if he had been able to understand her telling him to run, he still wouldn't leave without her.

Mutually protective, these two.

"What did you do with her?" If this were pixelated, he'd be kicking ass. As it was, he was taking another step back. "Ellie!"

Ellie blinked, watching the monkey-pony backing away. She encouraged it. "You better run! Leave us alone!"

She looked around, trying to locate Chuck. "Chuck! Where are you? You gotta trust me. Please run!"

She was close to tears, hoping the words got through to him somehow.

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The image seemed to ripple in front of his eyes, and her voice, though distorted was just so recognisable... He'd know it anywhere.

"You're getting out of here too!" he ordered, not really knowing if she was behind the thing, in the fog, or what. If she wasn't back at the dorms when he was, he would be coming right back out here after her, fog or not.

Sizzling shrimp was so not worth this.

No, it was not worth it at all.

"I am, I promise. Now run!" Ellie followed her own instructions as well, running as fast as she could back to the dorms.

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