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“Michael’s got a point. I need to take a look at your wrist for you.”
The ocelot stepped past the bobcat and leafy cat, her whiskers twitching. The leather satchel bouncing against her shoulder smelled strongly of herbs and medicines, and her eyes fixed on Brandy’s injuries. One pair, at least. The other darted between Brandy and Riftweaver, squinted to slits, as the two damaged souls looked... symmetrical to each other.
“Brandy…?” Rosemary whispered, more of a mutter to herself than anything else, as she sat next to the wounded feline. Her four eyes zeroed on Brandy, and her right ear twitched as she listened to Brandy’s words, and the witch lifted a paw to rub her temple. “We can figure out all this who’s the original Brandy and whatnot later, okay? Right now you need medicine. And I can’t treat you if you keep flopping all over the place.”
One pair of eyes drifted to the tiguar, and she huffed, “Calm down. The more you escalate or rise to Brandy’s anger, the more likely you’re going to make this harder for everyone. Breathe.” The eyes zeroed on Branday as she added, “And that goes for you, too. You can snap at each other later. Right now, it’s most important you stay still and explain what happened.”
[/td][/tr][/table]The ocelot stepped past the bobcat and leafy cat, her whiskers twitching. The leather satchel bouncing against her shoulder smelled strongly of herbs and medicines, and her eyes fixed on Brandy’s injuries. One pair, at least. The other darted between Brandy and Riftweaver, squinted to slits, as the two damaged souls looked... symmetrical to each other.
“Brandy…?” Rosemary whispered, more of a mutter to herself than anything else, as she sat next to the wounded feline. Her four eyes zeroed on Brandy, and her right ear twitched as she listened to Brandy’s words, and the witch lifted a paw to rub her temple. “We can figure out all this who’s the original Brandy and whatnot later, okay? Right now you need medicine. And I can’t treat you if you keep flopping all over the place.”
One pair of eyes drifted to the tiguar, and she huffed, “Calm down. The more you escalate or rise to Brandy’s anger, the more likely you’re going to make this harder for everyone. Breathe.” The eyes zeroed on Branday as she added, “And that goes for you, too. You can snap at each other later. Right now, it’s most important you stay still and explain what happened.”
PEACEFALL
peace comes at dawn, but yours comes at night
I FEEL SO HUNGRY —
— Dear diary, I don't know what's going on, but something's up / The dog won't stop barking, and I think my TV is bust / Every channel is the same, it's sending me insane / And earlier somebody bit me, what a fucking day / The sky is falling / It's fucking boring / I'm going braindead, isolated / God is a shithead / And we're his rejects / Traumatized for breakfast / I can't stomach any more survival horror / Dear diary, I feel itchy like there's bugs under my skin / The dog's gone rabid (shut the fuck up) / Doing my head in —— WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?