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[CLEO R. C.]

CLEO ROUX-CIPHER

Following the assault sprung on her by her own godforsaken snake, Cleo had become withdrawn, distant, practically nonexistent. Betrayal left a particularly foul taste in her mouth, one that she could not so easily shoo away as she did the rest of her issues. Every night, she was haunted by nightmares of that boa constrictor and every night, she awoke awash in a cold sweat, trembling and weak and grasping for Eshe. Her black mamba had fallen silent, their communication limited now where it had once been so frequent. She missed their constant interactions, that rush of unfamiliar darkness that could only be their bond. She didn't know if the reptile was afraid of another attack or was collecting her thoughts with the intention of moving forward. Regardless, it had taken ages for Cleo to convince her to let her return to the public eye.

She was out and about now, cinnamon capped paws leading her shaking form closer to a stranger. Why was she, of all people, approaching someone that she hardly knew? She barely knew, half hating that she had been beckoned in by his dramatic cry. Cleo couldn't trust her own family much less this new individual, why couldn't she have sought out Aita or Goldie or Pincher? [color=#445544]"Hello," Greeted the half-deaf girl, blinking sanguine hued eyes up at Kazumi, [color=#445544]"I'm Cleo. You're new." The observation was delivered bluntly, the captain's daughter seemingly unimpressed by what she was seeing. Ah, then she was returning to normal then. Good. She had been afraid that the boa's attack would have stunted her permanently. [color=#445544]"Where'd you come from- and speak up, I'm half deaf."

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