Atlanti
Graduated
Posts: 138
Power Level: 18,538
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Post by Atlanti on Apr 22, 2017 0:33:27 GMT -6
Atlanti decided not to say anything that would upset Rhona further. The past couple of days had been enough of a nightmare without poking wounds and tearing off scabs. Instead, she nodded, a thoughtful look on her face as she tapped her bottom lip with a finger.
"Justice is good, but be careful." She shook her head. "Besides, we don't know what will happen with Limax. He could do something different. Maybe it won't turn out for the worst." Or something entirely unexpected.
"Sure, the bathroom's over there." She gestured to a doorway to their left, looking the blonde over with a thoughtful hum. "I may have some things you can wear, too, thought they might still need a little work."
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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 22, 2017 0:41:01 GMT -6
She would almost head out the door when she turned back to her friend.
"I hope you are right about Limax... maybe I shouldn't worry so much..." she gave a half hearted grin and gripped the door frame. "He was always so calm, logical, stoic... Maybe seeing him so full of Rage set me off. I just hope that if I see we are going to lose him, that I am strong enough to save him... or us... depending on where his claws turn."
She let go of the door frame and left the room completely.
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Atlanti
Graduated
Posts: 138
Power Level: 18,538
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Post by Atlanti on Apr 22, 2017 16:56:34 GMT -6
"It wouldn't be just you." Atlanti watched her friend go with a soft smile, meaning what she said. Rhona didn't have to take on the burden of what might be on her own. The Namekian stepped into one of the bedrooms, retrieving the clothing she had offered while her friend was otherwise occupied. There was nothing wrong with worry, so much as what the woman did with it.
She didn't need her newfound abilities to see that Rhona was good, despite what she had been told. She had seen it on the outlook, a mix of good an other factors. Just like Limax, though his darkness was stronger than hers. But neither of them were doomed, and she didn't need her power to see that. It showed in the way Rhona spoke of what happened, the regret in her tone and the way she worried over her friend when confronted with her own past. She was trying to move past it and rise up.
She knew Rhona would, and hoped Limax would, too. Despite what she ahd seen and felt, it wasn't too late. That was obvious to her just by reflecting on their memory.
And with both of her friends homeless and torn from the ones they loved, they needed that hope as much as they needed action.
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