you are my home ; injured

[Kold]

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TIRED OF FEELING LOST, TIRED OF LETTING GO!

Kold halted as the other turned around, lips twitching as she watched. Obsidian eyes glanced down at the body below Norkstella, and Kold felt herself relax. "What were you looking for?" She asked, standing her ground while she looked at the two. Beat up all to hell. Her eyebrows furrowed as thoughts ran in her mind. The Councilwoman of Wellbeing... These two weren't from The Pitt, so she had no obligation to even help them, but...

"You won't make it far past our borders, anyway. I mean, hell, look at you. Look at him." She was pointing out the obvious, yes, but it was the thought that counted. "I could help you. There's a medic back at my camp." Her camp. It.. well it wasn't really hers per say, but it was hers to take care of.

Kold Darcia Di Angelo - Pitt - Marauder

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