W4, Thursday night
[While Shinnosuke is in the stocks, Damian comes to the stocks just after dark with an armful of wood and a hatchet in a free hand. He drops the wood in front of the stocks, and then he gets to work without saying anything quite yet to Shinnosuke personally.]

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[He pauses to look at Shinnosuke, but of course that can't really be seen. The pause is enough, though.] Which means you're going to keep quiet.
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Yeah, yeah. Be glad that it's me in here and not someone more honest.
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[And he wouldn't. The fact that Todd went with Shinnosuke to open a building builds Shinnosuke a lot of credit even if Damian won't admit it.
The stock rattles gently as Damian fastens the log into place behind Shinnosuke's legs, making sure the log and the legs don't touch. Then he works on setting the trigger.]
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[Aww, Damian, you little tsun towards Jason.]
... You'd better hope that Mr. Sheriff doesn't have any more cats wandering around, though.
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Its name was Creamsicle.
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[Damian doesn't sound very fucking happy.]
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[Sure, Shinnosuke's a douche and not exactly an animal lover (unlike someone here), but even he wouldn't randomly kick a cat.]
Geez... you have any idea how Mr. Sheriff punished him?
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He said the cat wasn't a part of the game; therefore, he couldn't act on his anger.
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Makes sense. You don't seem very happy about the entire thing, though.