The naughty and The bad., Rapists are around, stop or victim?
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Ash held her up so Sparhawk could lift her, getting up when she was picked up. He still shook, arms crossed tightly around himself.
"Ash?"
The raccoon flinched and turned-- and was immediately relieved. Armando was running up to them, worry written across the otter's features. It wasn't a very common look for the otter either- Ash smiled reassuringly and waved weakly, still holding himself somewhat.
"Hi, 'Mando." It was obvious that the older fur was coming home from a party- his Wi-fi symbol shirt was still lit up, his gogglelights still on. "Oh man--" The otter stopped, panted for a few seconds, then tried speaking again. His accent showed through faintly-- it sounded Spanish. "Please don't tell me-- you got yer ass arrested."
"No- see-- what-- ...actually-- we'll talk about it later." Ash turned to look at the girl, Armando leaning over to look over the raccoon's shoulder at her as well.
"Oh... again?" Armando swatted raccoon, who flinched and nearly fell. "What'd I tell you about playing the hero?"
"What-- wait-- how'd you--" Ash was lost-- he knew 'Mando hadn't seen anything that'd happened-- how did he know the he'd tried to save the girl.
Armando crossed his arms, going into an almost scary "big-brother-scolding" pose. "'Migo, I know for a fact that you can't resist the damsel in distress- last I checked, that-" He pointed at the girl. "is a damsel, and that-" He tapped the 'coon on the chest, who was staring at his shoes. "The blood-- that would be from the distress. Didn't I tell you to let the cops do their job?"
"Yeah." Ash said meekly, still shaking severely-- 'Mando's plan of getting Ash's mind off of what happened hadn't worked, so after a few moments of fighting himself, he hugged the smaller fur tightly. The raccoon, stunned for a moment, hugged back and fell silent.
"You alright, ringbutt?" There was a muffled sound of a reply-- a yes. "Alright... you wanna stay at my house tonight?" Another muffled sound, followed by a sniff. "Alright..." Armando squeezed gently, and looked up to Sparhawk. "You need him for anything else, or-- can we go?"
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