03-24-2020, 01:17 AM
[div style="width: 425px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 30px; opacity: 0.70; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; padding-top: 10px;"]As much as she had wished it upon others, Sweeney had never wanted to see death again, at least not so soon. One of her first memories being that of her own father being killed before her, she would never do too well with death. Someone she knew, someone she didn't, it would never matter, it would always be bad.
So when she'd found the body of someone she barely knew lying there, the warmth trickling away degree by degree, she froze. "N-no." The child would murmur out, confusion wracking her brain for a moment, trying to figure out what was going on. This wasn't something graphic, this had no blood or loud noises, it wasn't at the hand of another, it was all internal and willed by a force unknown to her.
Ears would pin to the top of her head and the four month old would shake her head, looking up to Astiar, a face she recognized though not well, trying to find out what to do. For once the Callahan-Fallout child had no words.
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So when she'd found the body of someone she barely knew lying there, the warmth trickling away degree by degree, she froze. "N-no." The child would murmur out, confusion wracking her brain for a moment, trying to figure out what was going on. This wasn't something graphic, this had no blood or loud noises, it wasn't at the hand of another, it was all internal and willed by a force unknown to her.
Ears would pin to the top of her head and the four month old would shake her head, looking up to Astiar, a face she recognized though not well, trying to find out what to do. For once the Callahan-Fallout child had no words.
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