[color=purple][b] ☽ Lunafreya ☾[/b][/color]

     At first it was almost unnoticeable, Isadora was quite fair, but as the color of the girl seemed to pale even more Luna was barely able to move out of the way before the liquid pushed itself up from her throat.  The little food the poor girl ate was now covering the table, as well as the front of her shirt.  Her own stomach hardening, refusing to follow suit, the only disgust Luna could feel was in hatred towards the Warden.  Slapping her hands on the table she stood up abruptly all but hissing, [color=purple] “This is all [i]her[/i] fault!.” [/color]  Taking the ponytail from her wrist and throwing her hair up into a bun she made her way to the other side of the table, placing hands on either said of the girl’s shoulders and guiding her to stand up.  
   
     Reassuring her not to worry about the mess, she continued to guide her down the hall to her room.  [color=purple] [i] Let that witch and her minions worry about cleaning it up[/i].[/color]  Glancing at Isadora from the corner of her eye, she secretly hoped the others would never bring the incident up ever.  As the two walked Lunes ran her hand over the girl’s hair much like a mother would an upset child.  [color=purple] “Hey. It’s okay, okay?  We’ll just take you to your room and you can take a shower and clean up.  By the time you get out everyone will have forgotten and it’ll be time for the meeting.” [/color]  

     It wasn’t long before they were at their destination.  While leaving Isa in the bathroom to shower, Luna gathered up a set of clean clothes, setting them just outside the door.  Hearing the shower start she went back to her own room to clean the bits that found their way to her.  

[i] A little bit later [/i]

     Small hands turned white as they gripped at their own arms, simultaneously stopping them from shaking.  It was quite in the dusty hallway, all but the occasional sound of a chair shifting in the distance.  [color=purple][i] Looks like I won’t be the first one after all[/i][/color]  The sound alone comforted her some.  There was not much light on the second floor of the building, most of the electricity was burned in the fire causing Luna to be stuck in fear until she made it to the lit room.  Walking quickly, she had to remind herself not to run, not to seem so panicked.  There was no need to give anyone a reason to laugh at her.  She couldn’t get there fast enough.

     Opening the door she saw Soren was already there.  Looking down, she slipped in finding her way to a desk.  Feeling the flush in her cheeks she quickly disregarded it instead taking her thoughts to Isadora and whether she was going to be okay this afternoon.  Allowing her legs to fall over the side of the desk she let them swing idly.  Sighing on the matter she stared blankly at the chalkboard of today’s agenda; the room used to be a classroom for the patients who came to the hospital at a young age.  Luna didn’t know how the fire started, but rumor states it was because of a patient who had a break after avoiding taking his meds.  Nonetheless, it made for the perfect meeting room.

[@Shadow007][@Mega Birb]