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There weren't many people Candace would literally drop everything for to be with. Hell, she even usually only saw H when convenient for herself. Very rarely did she go running to him. Cass was someone she would drop everything to run to, to be by her side. She had no idea of the stresses the poor girl was having, only that she had been acting very strangely lately, and it was worrying her. And now she had done something so severe to Petra she freaked out all over twitter and was somehow punished by Aria? She needed to go to her.

She knocked twice on the door once before opening it and peeking in, searching for signs of Cass. "Cass? It's Candace.."

Ah! There she was! Candace looked relieved at first, at least until she noticed the coat. No colors? Where was the blue? The straps? It had sleeves. It was cut oddly. This...wasn't Cass' usual coat. What happened to her coat. Candace looked Cass up and down to find some kind of hint at her punishment, her eyes widening at the sight of the cuff and then--her arm in a sling?! WHAT!?

"H..hi..." Stepping into the house, Candace closed the door behind her and just stared at the sling. "Self defense?" There was a hint of hope in her voice, really hoping that Petra had done that and not Aria. "I ran...I was worried about you. Are you okay?" She frowned, stepping closer to Cass. Could she hug her? She wanted to hug her. ********.

Rep had deliberated how wise it was to get involved at the discussion on twitter. But the fact remained, he was worried about Cass. He wasn't entirely sure if the magnitude of lockdown was clear to her, or even what else had been thrown her way by the higher ranks as punishment.

It was this combination of curiosity and concern that led Rep to the town and its various delapidated houses. The last time he'd been here was when Marcus had tried - and failed - to get him to help to rebuild. He just hoped he wasn't around today, that would be awkward.

As he knocked the door he was sure he heard voices within and immediately regretted putting himself in this predicament, who the hell wanted a visit from him of all people? This was going to be awkward anyway. He hovered in the doorway, not presuming to let himself in even though the door seemed slightly ajar. Maybe he should leave, he thought to himself, clenching his hands anxiously, it was easy to be a pushy arsehole and he was entirely out of his depth here trying to be a normal concerned person.

Looking at her arm, she nodded slowly. "Yeah." she confirmed. It was obvious that Candace didn't want that to be her answer, but she couldn't lie about it. Just like she hadn't denied what she'd done to Petra, nor had she tried to get out of her punishment for it. Even if punishment sucked harder than a well paid whore.

She leaned into the hug, not really willing, or wanting, to put up a fuss for physical contact that wasn't of the variety of inflicting her pain. Hugs were nice, and she'd found herself getting a lot of them as of late. "It's my fault for not trying to get help, I guess." That's how it sounded, anyways. It was her fault, this was her due process. "From here it's really a case of how the cookie crumbles."

When Candace looked towards the door, Cass stepped out from behind her to go and open it to see who it was. She didn't exactly look excited to see Rep, but there was a sort of mute relief on her face. It wasn't Robert. Or Aria, even. "Hey." she greeted, with about the same weak tone she had Candace. "You don't have to stand out here, you know...." she motioned to the outside of the doorway with her good hand.

Rep was always at a complete loss when he didn't have his shield of arrogance and rudeness to hide behind. He always felt too much of his underlying uncertainty shone through, vulnerable. And Candace being there too, though not unexpected made him even more aware of how awkward this was going to be. There was something bizarrely solemn about him without the immediate assault of snideness.

He eyed Cass's arm with the slightest of frowns, saying nothing about it but noting it. "Hey." he offered. It felt small and stupid. Still, he did as she said and didn't linger in the way, edging into the room, even while his instincts said he should maybe come back later, he didn't particularly want to but in on Candace and Cass having a friend moment.

When Marcus wandered into the room he felt his blood run cold. ********. He looked away, outright looked away in a sort of deference, anywhere else he'd give Marcus the usual narrow glare and some sort of barbed comment, here in his house, to see Cass, that much even for Rep didn't fly.

"I like, can come back later if you guys want. I just..twitter and like..wanted to make sure like..you were okay."

Marcus's appearance prompted another small smile. "Hey hon. I think just chairs is fine." she insisted. "Let me know if there's anything I can do around here to help out, alright?" Being demoted to only one arm had kind of rendered her useless. Hell, Rep would be aghast to know she probably couldn't even cook worth a damn with only one hand.

"Honestly, you're not the first person to say that I'm the last person they expected to snap. I guess that position should go to Molly now or something like that." she attempted to joke, but she just sounded sad about it. "I....we do coffee. Don't think I've even plugged that machine in yet. It's just sitting in the kitchen." Along with that laptop. Whoops. She'd have to..put that somewhere less incriminating, she guessed.

Rep got a small pat on the shoulder from Cass. "I'd like it if you stayed for a while, Rep." she urged, probably sounding the most sincere she had the entire conversation thus far. It was probably because she needed his presence to remind her that she'd get past this. Maybe. He'd gone pretty low too, after all.

Then again, she was a full rank hunter going mad in the cafeteria despite the fact that Petra had apparently begged her to stop.... she really couldn't remember hearing that. Had Petra told her to stop?

"I dunno about 'ok' but I'm alive...for however long."

It wasn't often that routines were broken. Not In Leon's mind, schedules were made and followed as close as possible. There was supposed to be daily exercise from 6 to 11, paperwork to be submitted till 12 and tests to run and data to document till 4 and social activities till 6 and then dinner was to be made.

That list went right out the proverbial window with Cass's unusual comments on twitter. While the area of residences were in its tattered form, at least Marcus's house wasn't as difficult to find, it was the one of the few that was slowly getting reconstructed back together.

It would be the first time visiting as a guest, under such horrible circumstances. But a gift was customary still. on such short notice he scrambled around for stuff that he could bring. Still, the solemn life hunter peeked in through the doorway and toed his shoes off at the door before stepping in, in with him a decent sized bottle of Pinot gris with a green bow around it and nodding to Rep and Candace in the room. one of the bottles that sat under his desk for any special occasions that required celebrating. It was part of his own personal supply but it would have to do. "First and formost, a house warming gift." he said softly, placing the bottle on the table, instead of trying to give it to Cass's apparently good arm.

Why the other one was in a sling, he had no clue, eyebrows were furrowed at the sudden injury. secondly, he had to put a palm on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "You alright?"