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Welcome to Dawnbreak, Alevskaya. We are a small fishing and farming community that has long sought to remain in touch with our natural surroundings. It’s a quiet, close knit town for the most part. The locals can be a little rough, but they’re friendly enough once they warm up to you. However, odd things are known to happen around town. Every now and again mutilated corpses crop up near or within the forest, and it isn’t uncommon for citizens to disappear for weeks at a time – if they return at all. Those who do know what’s happening certainly aren’t telling, but rest assured we’ve got everything under control. You’ll do fine here – assuming you don’t cause us any trouble, understood?
- Mayor Elijah Holiday



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Riley laid back on the bed, closing her eyes. It was weird, being in the hospital so frequently for check ups and things. She didn't have a discernable reason for why hospitals made her so uncomfortable, but they did. The loud beeping of machinery, the coughing of the ill and dying, the screaming of people in pain...Exaggerated anxieties, of course, not based on any rational thought.

But in the room she was in now, with Mykola Dalco, it wasn't as bad as it could have been. They were checking on the baby, trying to get the sex, boring....predictable things. Riley grumbled as she tried to sit up a bit, shooting Myko a dry look. "Detka is as impatient as me to get out of here," she observed quietly, nodding to her stomach. "They're kicking."

She offered a small smile to Mykola. Things were okay for now between them- they'd had a brief fight back in October when it was time for Riley to be resting instead of working. It had been hard to give that up, for no other reason than Riley was just used to working through hard times. Scared? Breath through it, be ready for action. Shot? Fight death, walk it off or something. It was a strange balance of trying to be teammates but also living off old self-reliant habits.

It was hard. But things were good again. "I'm excited to start thinking of names," she observed after a moment, smiling a little broader.

Impending fatherhood was an odd sort of tag along. He was involved without really being involved. Riley was doing all of the work, and while he was there for her as much as he could be it didn't really seem to make a difference. Usually that didn't stand out so much, but with these hospital visits where he was stuck sitting by her bed... it felt painfully obvious. And weird.

He reached for her hand when she spoke, smiling faintly, "Have any in mind yet?" he asked.

Riley Thompson

Riley snorted at the question. "Not a damn clue, what about you?" She had a list of names that were on her no-fucking-way list. Names like Tyler, Henry, Robert, Josephine, Skylar, and Sara. "...You ever start thinking of names and realize how many fucking people have ruined a name for you?"

Mykola Dalco

"Yeah," Mykola snorted softly, "names in two languages."

Riley Thompson

Riley snorted at that. "Alrighty, so all 2 languaged names we'll skip over," she agreed with a grin. She opened her mouth to add a comment when the doctor walked in and started talking. It wasn't much longer that they were looking at a screen of Riley's stomach. She watched with mild interest and perked a bit when the question came, "Do you want to know the sex?"

Riley looked to Mykola Dalco, shrugging. "I do if you do?"

Mykola moved to stand beside Riley once the doctor had come in, watching the proceedings with quiet curiosity. He still couldn't really make out all that much from the ultra sound, relying mostly on the doctor to explain what everything was - even then it all just seemed like an ovular blob to him.

"I think waiting to be surprised is over rated in this case," he smiled, looking down at Riley, "so I vote we find out now."

Riley Thompson

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