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(It's not working. Sobs. I hate hiccups.)
(It's not working. Sobs. I hate hiccups.)
"Thanks. Krista this is going to hurt and you'll most likely pass out from the pain." Zhavia moved Luna's hand and pressed the metal to her lower back and watch as it closed the wound. "Just a little longer." She held it there for a few more seconds. "Done. That's going to leave a scar."
(Idk, eating a spoonful of peanut butter is a little home remedy I always used. It may not actually work, but like… I always felt like it worked for me.)
Krista had come to sometime during the cauterizing. “That would be the’” Krista mumbled the number. “-th one.”
Cyrus sort of fell down in the grass. He was shaking and absolutely terrified. He tried to take in who was there, who was hurt, and was trying to formulate how to get back, but he couldn’t think clearly.
Luna looked around at the others, "Who next?"
(Idk, eating a spoonful of peanut butter is a little home remedy I always used. It may not actually work, but like… I always felt like it worked for me.)
(Oh yay! Thank you, I never knew that.)
Krista sat up shakily. She took off her eyepatch. She raised her hand to the silver collar still on her throat. As Krista pressed it, a screen came up once more. It sprayed make-up remover on her face, and with a shaky hand, Krista wiped off the makeup. She looked like herself again.
“Has anyone checked out Cyrus?”
“I-I’m fine,” Cyrus replied, “Just having a bit of a crisis.”
Krista frowned. “Crisis? Or shock?”
"Yes I did him before you." Blood covered her whole body. "I'm so tired. Zhavia laid back in the grass. "Does anyone else need anything before I get to comfortable?"
“Crisis. You’d know if I were going into shock,” he said, doing his best to stay calm. He sat next to Zhavia and Krista.
“Alright.” Krista just sat in the silence of it all. The two pendants were still clutches firmly in her hand. Milo… Eden…. She let the tears fall silently.
Krista straightened back up. “So, time to go hom- back?” She couldn’t say home. She didn’t belong.
"Thanks Zhavia for saving our lives." She waves her hands around in the air. "Oh, no problem guys it was easy. I want to take a nap." She closed her eyes.
“Yeah. Seriously, thank you so much. But we have to go,” Cyrus stated, “God, if we can make it that far…”
"Is Panther going to be mad that we didn't bring anyone back?" Zhavia stood up before she fell asleep.
“Old bastard will have to deal with it,” Cyrus snarled, “I knew I had a bad feeling about this important mission. I always had that sneaking suspicion that he didn’t care if we were slaughtered on the job. I just want to live, please and thank you.”
“Probably. He’ll be even more mad that we basically just burnt the place down.”
"Panther can shove it up his ass, some of us almost died in there…"
(I love how equally pissed Alexander and Cyrus are)
(same)
"Alexander thanks for the help." He help a lot when she need him. "And sorry I was a bit bossy back there."
"it's fine, i was panicking and i wouldn't have known what to do…"
"I barely knew what I was doing. I just did what I remember other people doing." She sighed "I'm surprised I didn't kill anyone." She grabbed her backpack and put it on.
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