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Week Thirteen -- Wednesday
Who: Blaze and Open to all Carrion
What: Blaze tries to orchestrate a clean up of their territory
When: Wednesday
Where: Outside the front of the post office, a block from the hospital

Blaze had thrown himself into a myriad of projects for the tribe in an attempt to forget the truth that he’d discovered in Junk’s desk drawer last Saturday. Despite his need to forget the letter had been transferred to the pocket of whatever pants he was wearing. Even now, as he sat on the steps of the post office it was there in his right pocket. He’d told everyone, except for Sensei, to meet him out front where he’d spent the majority of the morning gathering old trashcans, buckets, anything he could find and lining them up on the stairs.

He hadn’t told Sensei about the project because he was sure that there would be some sort of objection on his part. Blaze was hoping to have a good deal of the work done before Sensei realized that everyone was outside, so that Sensei could see for his own eyes the good that it would do for the tribe. His relationship with Sensei had been going well, and was to Blaze’s knowledge, still a secret to the rest of the tribe. If anything, his discovery of the letter had bettered his romantic relationship with Sensei in whose arms he sought refuge from the newly resurrected demons of the past.

Blaze waited until a decent amount of the tribe had shown up. “All right everyone,” He stood up and slapped the bottom of one of the cans to get everyone’s attention. “Just because we live in secret doesn’t mean we have to live like animals. Some of the other tribes around here seem to look at the south as an open dump and I personally don’t want to live in a dump. There’s trash everywhere, and while I know it’s unrealistic to clean up our entire section of the city we can at least clean up the hospital and our main block.” There were a few groans. “Hey, it won’t be so bad and you never know what you might find.”

He grabbed a bucket and walked down a few steps to hand it to a smaller tribe member. “Littler kids pair up with someone older all right? Everyone grab a bucket or whatever and do what you can. We’ll shut it all up in a house south of here so it’s at least in one place and not blowing all over.”