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Posted by Iris/Rayne on Jun 3, 2008 17:37:29 GMT -6
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Nov 20, 2008 23:33:20 GMT -6
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Iris paused at least three times to ask for directions, but for once she didn't complain. Her mind dwelled on other things. Crystal had informed her of the breakout attempt on the Camps. Now she was trying to decide whether or not staying behind was a mistake.
The guards were going to not only be outnumbered, but outmatched. The Stalkers had no love for humanity; they might even do more damage than the mutants could. Either way, it was going to be a massacre; she had no doubt of that. And she wanted no part of it.
But.... maybe she should have gone, should have helped. She had so many friends there, friends that needed help. Perhaps she could have helped keep the bloodshed to a minimum....
She shook her head at the thought. With her own abilities uncontrollable, she would have only added to the trouble. Perhaps she might even hurt someone she cared about. She shouldn't be there. She couldn't. Returning violence for violence was never the right answer.
And there were other ways to help, once the battle was over, more productive ways. That was why she was headed for the infirmary. She knew how to stop bleeding and how to stitch up a wound. True, the only practice she'd had was on dogs and horses, and the occasional big cat. But that was besides the point.(OOC: Continued in The Last Stand.)
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Jun 7, 2008 19:10:33 GMT -6
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