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☆ HUNG PICTURES OF PATRON SAINTS UP ON MY WALL TO REMIND ME THAT I AM A FOOL. TELL ME WHERE I CAME FROM, WHAT I WILL ALWAYS BE: JUST A SPOILED LITTLE KID WHO WENT TO CATHOLIC SCHOOL —

Relief flooded Aurum's body as he said that Keter seemed to understand his words – or rather, less understand his words than just hear them over the awful wailing emerging from their collar. As soon as Keter began to scramble out of the huge crater, the proxy followed after him, his large wings lifting him to where the others and now Keter were all gathered around. The fur on the back of his neck settled as soon as he was away from the center of the massive disaster area, settling beside Vignere and Alaric and sinking his claws into the ground. Not only was he glad for both Keter and himself getting away from the danger that the crater represented, but he was also quite glad that the shrieking from Keter's collar had stopped, the lion's ears still faintly ringing from the experience of gliding right next to him. That pretty much confirmed without a doubt the angel's theory that the device had to be reacting to the radiation that plagued Tanglewood. After all, why else would it start wailing in what seemed to be almost mechanical agony when Keter descended to the epicenter of the danger?

Hearing Keter's frantic words of apology, Aurum shook his head from side to side, following up on Vignere's words, "Don't... Don't apologize. We should really start telling new members about this place, just so that they know not to go in here." He scrubbed at his face a little, making a mental note to speak with Leroy about that later. Perhaps the general could make a little announcement alerting everyone to a new policy of bringing the crater up. At Keter's questioning about the origins of the crater, Aurum found himself wincing. Although he had obviously not been around for the events that had formed the massive concave, he could only imagine the abject terror of that moment, shown in the frozen forms locked in time down below. Slowly wrapping his tail around his paws, the lion rumbled dryly, one blue eye locked on the earth below, "As Vignere said... there was a tragedy down there, many years ago. Big enough to form this massive crater and kill so many. Tanglewood has survived even in its presence, but the radiation coming from the crater is so strong that it is extremely dangerous, and effects basically the whole of our group." It was a harsh reality to share with the already panicking other, but it was one that needed to be told. Hopefully, it wouldn't end up driving Keter away from the group entirely, however.

[div style="text-align: right; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #1B1B2F; font-size: 24px;"][color=#44437F]— AURUM

#psychosocial.