drunk with vivid flame
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*has to listen to murder by death now that she's read your table, dies*
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_____Her words had a definite edge to them and they did sting, but not in the way that he had expected it. If anything, it had confirmed the thing he had been denying in the back of his head for a while—that quite possibly, she had what the others had—and would no doubt become just another reason to put behind the pro list of tearing into a bottle of sweet, sweet oblivion. He huffed a soundless laugh into the air and shook his head. So that was what it had come to, that was exactly what the world was coming to. He didn't answer her directly, only mulled over the possibility that he too would one day fall to pieces like the rest of them had.


_____But then again, maybe four out of however many they had running in and out of the Hollow wasn't so bad anyway. It couldn't have been called an epidemic until it had almost infected them all, could it? Maybe a pandemic when there were more sick than healthy. Or something like that, he really didn't know. He wasn't even sure that he even cared any more. But he wanted to stand there and laugh at his streak of bad luck. “Yeah, you're worse,” he said quietly, more to himself than to anyone else. Then a sigh followed, his shoulders slouched at the ends and a frown furrowed deeply into his sandy-coloured face.


_____This was like the case with Ahren, he imagined, although Nikita was smaller and lighter than the blonde. Easy to drag or carry somewhere, if he had to. He imagined in any case she was just as unsteady on her feet as he had been that night and just as well armed, if not better. The knife that Ahren had didn't get pulled on him that night, but he had taken it away from the blonde. Nikita had one that mocked it, he thought. Given by the angry tone in her voice, he wasn't sure he wanted to turn and face her at all. Laurel thought maybe he was just a little bit afraid of what he may have found. Yet he turned to face her anyway, ignoring the fact that he was halfway holding his breath in the process.


_____“You're hallucinating, you know,” he merely replied.

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