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[The camera flicks on to Ruby sitting in one of the diner booths, far to the back, almost tucket away. Those who know here will notice immediately that she has an unusually pensieve look about her. Sad almost, worried, maybe even a little resigned. Her shoulders are slumped, and she avoids looking right at the camera.

Considering how much she usually smiles, this is quite the change.

The thing is, she can feel the wolf rearing up within her, a separate entity from her entirely. She stands no chance of wrestling it under control through sheer force of will, not after 28 years and counting of not transforming, of being repressed by the curse.

Ruby shifts in her seat, nervous. Her hands clench, knuckles going white before she sighs and tries a weak smile for the camera. It's shaky, at best.]

Where I'm from, the three nights around the full moon are known as... wolf's time. That means Wednesday, Thursday and Friday night, this week.

[Ruby falters, licks her lips, looks at the camera, then slightly away again.]

Whatever happens, please, please don't leave the mansion on any of these nights. Between sunset and sunrise, just... just don't leave the building. Please. Bar the front door. Just... stay inside.

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[Private text to Daryl Dixon]

I need to talk to you, in person if possible. It's urgent. Please?

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[OOC: For details on what's to come and plotting shenanigans, please see here!]

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[As far as Martha's concerned, she hasn't done much at all. All she's really accomplished is working out what Ruby had really been referring to, and then offering some support that won't do much when push comes to shove. But still, she understands that it means something.

She shakes her head, to indicate that it's nothing.] I wouldn't say that. I wish I could help more, but... you let me know if there's anything I can do, will you?

[This isn't her area of expertise. She doubts there's any magic vaccine that will stop someone from turning into a werewolf, so her hands are tied. But she wants to put herself out there nonetheless.]

[It means everything. Ruby's got some friends, but she's also used to her own problems not being the center point of attention - and cause for people to help her, people who barely know her. Strangers have a tendency to chase her away with pitchforks and torches even before she becomes an actual danger, on account of what she is. Even in Storybrooke, she's not sure if her problem would have inspired support or hostility.]

I'll let you know. Really, Martha, thank you. It... means a lot. Don't worry too much, I'm... I'll be fine, I'm sure.

[In the end, Martha still wishes she could do more. Ruby's saying that she'll be fine, but Martha can't help but feel that the words ring a bit hollow. She's already said she'll help, but she's coming out of this conversation feeling like she hasn't changed a thing. At the end of the day, Ruby needs more than moral support, and yet it's not like Martha can wave her hand and remove that curse that causes her to transform like that.

She reaches out, setting a hand on Ruby's shoulder as she starts to stand.] All right. And I'll make sure to stay indoors, just in case you aren't able to get things under control. [Martha hopes that Ruby's successful with that, though. It would be horrible having to go through this every month here.]

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