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[erbier]

[ She is sitting on the floor of the Nesting Deck covered in blood. She slows her heart rate, and the wound in her neck slows to a dribble. But she is tired, and her thoughts fluctuate unevenly, ]

( I hope all of you are treated this well, when you lose someone, everyone, beloved. To have your pain thrown back in your faces and mocked, to be abandoned by your brood, to be assaulted in the very hall where you watch over your loved ones... )

[ Her disgust is bone deep. ]

( Do not look to me, when it is your turn. I will have nothing for you. )




may be choosey with who she really answers and to what extent, but post is open at large.

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[sizeofyourbaggage]

[ Frustration wells up, brief and sharp, and fades just as quick. She's a mess of contradictions, and he wonders if she knows it and uses it to her advantage or if she's just as messed up and confused about all of this as the rest of them.

Maybe both. ]

I did once. [ But if he doesn't now, he'll accept it. For the moment. ]

[erbier]

[ Of course she uses it to her advantage. But that doesn't make it any less sincere. ]

I thought better of it.