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[hollowly]

Normally, I would think what I'm about to ask is an odd question, but given the location and the circumstances, maybe not so much.

( this is gonna make for a good first poke at the network, innit, sammy? )

How many of you actually know about monsters? Spirits, things that go bump in the night, that sort of thing? Because where I'm from, they're pretty common, and I've noticed from meeting others here that it isn't that way for everyone.

( which is how it should be, if you ask him. nobody should know that the thing in their closet is real. )

Next question. Would anyone be interested in learning about things like that, and how to protect yourself against them?

( there. it's out there. he's doing a good thing. )

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[thetruestbeliever]

[ There's a certain thrill that comes with being a hero, Henry thinks, but ultimately - he just wants to help. That's all he's ever wanted. ]

Especially when the people you love don't take good care of themselves sometimes. Do you know people like that?

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[hollowly]

( he knows what you mean there, buddy. there have been too many times in his life in which he's striven so hard to do the right thing, to help people and yet managed to make the wrong choices -

which may or may not lend to the reasoning behind wanting to protect the people here. )

My brother is like that, actually. ( and that makes him laugh. to himself, of course, but it's still there. still audible. ) He's never been great at taking care of himself. Even if he consistently denies it.