WE DRIVE YOU CRAZY ☆ meeting + DEATH

[breena]

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BREENA KNACKLE
HALLS OF HIRAETH
ARCH-ROUGE
DRUID

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Shuffling paws.  Dark, dimmed eyes.  Breena didn't know what was into her lately.  A sense of listlessness.  Lingering void.  The petite badger -- finally a badger once more -- lingered close to the edges of the crowd, bowing her head sheepishly at the sound of her name.  An encouragement to be around more.  Yes, of course.  She could... Try.  Find some purpose to walk with.

A sudden light caused her eyes to widen, wincing.  Confused.  "W-wha…?"  Then the horrible smell of burning flesh. "Redvox!"  Sorry?  He was sorry? No, no, no, no, no.

Her chest felt tight.  Eyes burning.  Watering.  No, no, no, no.  No amount of aloe vera or honey or water could do anything.  No, she could see that.  She could see that but she didn't want that to be true.  This was why she didn't want to be a medic, knowledge and experience be damned.  But even without the title she felt her stomach sink.  Guilt and disappointment knowing she couldn't help because nothing would help.

"J-Julian... T-there's nothing..." Nothing.  "He-he's gone."

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