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Late Friday night
CJ carefully untangles herself from the sleeping Doctor and gets up. She couldn't sleep if she tried, and she has, so she walks out of the stacks to see what she can do in the library now that the zombie battle is over. She needs to do something that will help her get a grip.

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How do you DO this? How do you DEAL with this? This is not how it is...*the Doctor's words run through her mind*...where I'm from.
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"You are all right. You're alive. And that's a good beginning. As to how you do it?" Beka shakes her head. "I don't know. Where I'm from, if it's not furry--" She stops, deciding more terrors aren't going to help. "You do what you have to, CJ. You stay alive. And you keep your friends alive. That's what matters."
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I don't think I'm very good at keeping my friends alive. I couldn't do anything but scream when I saw those...*finally accepting the fact*...zombies.
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"I screamed like a two-week old baby the first time I saw a Magog. After the first time, it's never as much of a shock. Besides, I saw you helping with the wounded. That's keeping people alive, every bit as much as shooting things. More. Plenty of gunbunnies willing to throw themselves in front of anything that needs killing. Much more call for people to patch them up."
It's the truth. Probably not one she'll ever personally embrace, but...it's the truth.
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I suppose...thanks Beka. I mean it.
*Looks around*
Who else is still up?
((ooc: there, that'll get us all together))
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Oh look, there's Callisto. And Jack.
Jack(OOC: and down I go to pick up the thread)