in the face of evil- open, on the border

[wormwood.]

i was born, on the highway, in a train wreck

with a heart, that was beating, out of my chest

Screaming. The sounds of screaming were echoing through the thickly clustered trees of the swamp, and it made Aurum's blood run cold. The proxy had been outside of his home, resting lazily in the sun as a result of the fact that he had been order to bedrest by Selby after the whole archangel incident. He had been patched up very well by Selby, Kiira, and Abathur, but that didn't mean it didn't still hurt like a bitch, and.he was more than happy to just relax for a bit, and allow his body to heal. This was, of course, until he heard the frantic screaming coming from the border. It ripped through the air without warning, making the fur on Aurum's back stand up in shock and anxiety, and soom enough the lion was pushing himself up to his paws, rushing towards the sound. He wasn't sure if he was more desperate to make it stop or help the affected, but either would've been good with him, and as he grew closer and closer to the source of the unpleasant screaming, his ears pinned down firmly against his skull. However, his annoyance and worry – well, not quite the worry – melted away as soon as he saw what the source was. Sam. It was really Sam. She was really... here. Back. Not disappeared. He hadn't really known where she had gone after Leroy's death, desperately just trying to hold everything together after the entire group was shaken to it's core. She, much like Beck, had just vanished from the scene, and another one of Aurum's friends and family was gone from his home. And now, here she was. Standing in front of him, screaming her head off. Well, more laying in front of him, considering she had been dragging herself. The lion found himself staring for a long moment before he spoke, closing the distance between them and crouching down so that they were level, "Sam...? Sam! Sam, it's Au- Wormwood. It's Wormwood. I need you to stop and tell me what's going on, okay? What's wrong? Do you need me to get Selby?" He could seen some wounds on her that would definitely need treating, but none of them seemed particularly new, and he couldnt truly pinpoint what was really wrong... unless she told him.

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