08-24-2008, 12:04 AM
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She didn't want to say anything anymore. Having even sobbed that much out to Corona had drained her so much that she relied heavily on the Lykoi's ability to hold her up. Despite wanting to shed the Lykoi name because of the evil it was now associated with, she knew kind Lykois could exist. Here was a kind Lykoi, though an unknown Lykoi to her (she'd been told of Corona, but as far as she knew had never met her aunt), and Rachias and Arkham had both always been so nice before the fire. She couldn't remember a lot of that time, though. Her memory was fogged with the grey face and the mohawk of the man who had come for her. She almost wished Ezekiel was there; even her smelly brother was better than that face.
She didn't want to say anything anymore. Having even sobbed that much out to Corona had drained her so much that she relied heavily on the Lykoi's ability to hold her up. Despite wanting to shed the Lykoi name because of the evil it was now associated with, she knew kind Lykois could exist. Here was a kind Lykoi, though an unknown Lykoi to her (she'd been told of Corona, but as far as she knew had never met her aunt), and Rachias and Arkham had both always been so nice before the fire. She couldn't remember a lot of that time, though. Her memory was fogged with the grey face and the mohawk of the man who had come for her. She almost wished Ezekiel was there; even her smelly brother was better than that face.
She didn't compose herself to respond, just weakly nodded her head into the chest of the other Luperci. What was she supposed to say to that? She could thank them, but she suddenly felt sick to her stomach again and, for fear of opening her mouth, opted against it. She didn't want to vomit a second time, and definitely not against Corona, so she allowed the feeling to go away and sacrificed her grateful words. She would have time when she wasn't ill to express her gratitude to both Corona and Inferni itself. For now, she simply held tight to the little comfort available and cried.