[@Caits][@December][@Vicier][@YoshiSkittlez] 
[h2][color=lightgreen]Aron Brooks[/color][/h2]
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Aron blinked. He found himself melting into Cody's arms. The room feeling like it was the only piece of the world for that moment. He felt Cody nuzzle him and knew his face would turn pink. The motion sending a tingle down his spine. That satisfied tone cody had did not help him with his situation, not one bit. 

Aron blinked once more as cody stepped away. He cleared his throat and decided to let his thoughts go anywhere but how that nuzzle felt. His face still a flushed pink as he looked down. [color=lightgreen]"Cinnamon rolls huh? That's a weird scent"[/color] His eyes flicked up to him before they flicked away again. He felt incredibly awkward. Incredibly awkward and a tad bit nervous. 

Aron felt his throat clear again. His head shook in response to cody's question. [color=lightgreen]"I have no idea who that guy is....I saw him earlier this morning, but I didn't stay long enough to get an idea"[/color] That was something he could focus on. He grabbed that mentally and focused hard....strongly on it. [color=lightgreen]"They do seem familiar....do you think he's a boyfriend or something? Should we go find out or...maybe just head toward the hospital"[/color] A thought ran through his head [i]Or we could st-[/i] He cut his own thought off with as much speed as he could. 

Aron knew his change in behavior was showing. He knew he was blushing. He hoped upon hope that Cody would not say anything about it. What would he do if cody did say something? [i]...This is embarrassing[/i] His eyes shut for a second before he opened them and turned away from cody gently grabbing the bags. [color=lightgreen]"Up to you[/color] Thank god his voice didn't squeak. That would be so so much worse.
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[h2][color=lavender]Gage Brooks[/color][/h2]
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Gage ran a hand through his hair. He was worried...worried more then he thought he could ever be for syleste. She did not want to sleep...she was in pain. He couldn't possibly even think about resting. He had to be there and be conscious no matter how awful it felt. His eyes felt fuzzy. Is this what it felt like to be on drugs. His mind sluggishly went through random dream like thoughts that he was quickly snapped out of by a voice. Cassandra's voice to be specific. 

[color=lavender]"She...she can't sleep...so I won't...sleep"[/color] Gage's voice was soft and sounded as sluggish as he felt. His eyes were glassy and half lidded. Pretty soon his body would probably not give him a choice and knock him out anyway. His eyes moved and looked at her. Cassandra looked worried too. He then did something he never does. He moved and gave her a small hug before releasing her. [color=lavender]"It'll....itll be okay"[/color] Clearly his tired self is the exact same as a drugged person, but he was trying to comfort her. 

Gage watched her stand and nodded. [color=lavender]"Okay Cass. don't get lost with her"[/color] He was really not doing well. He leaned his body back intending to only stretch out a bit more, when he felt the heaviness of his body. His eyelids felt heavier by the moment. Struggling for a moment, gage ran a hand over his face and then found his eyelids shutting. It seemed his body had sided with Cassandra and decided to go for a hard reboot for him. 

Sleep embraced gage. A rather uncomfortable sleep filled with teeth, fire, and abuse. Screams for help, and the panic of not finding the people he cared about. Dreams that would merge the past and the nearer past. His face reflecting that pain in his forced sleep. His closed eyes scrunched slightly and his face fully showing the pain of his sleep. Occasional protesting sounds softly escaping him...sounds easily mistaken for normal sleep noises. 
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[h2][color=gold]Magnus Bane[/color][/h2]
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Magnus had made his was directly to his car and slid in. Turning it on before turning up the radio and collapsing his seat down so he was laying down. Hands decorated with deep blackish red nail polish that showed his eccentricity. He was breaking down. [i]What have I done[/i] Her words echoed in his mind along with scenes from the previous day swarmed him. The only sound piercing his thoughts was the radio happily playing issues by julia micheals. Someone somewhere probably found irony in the song. 

Magnus did not even notice Leo get into the car until he spoke. Moments passed before his fingers spread to expose his black rimmed eyes. He rubbed his face before sitting the chair back up. More moments passed before he finally turned the radio down. A few more before he turned to face Leo. It was clear the druid was searching for the right words...the right explanation. Would he be accused of making excuses? [i]Do I care too much?[/i] A small exhale escaped him. 

[color=gold]"well..."[/color] A long pause before he shook his head. [color=gold]"I feel like I'm letting everyone down...and I have no idea what to do about it"[/color] His voice was quiet, by the look in his eyes he was telling the truth. The snarky asshole personality was a large wall, but he did care. He did not want to see this pack die. He did not want to break the trust of a friend. But, he was also afraid if he did actually do right that he would lose them all anyway. 

Magnus rubbed his face once more and tousled his hair. [color=gold]"Doesn't matter though, I am sure everything will be fine"[/color] He was most certainly not certain about that. His hands went to the steering wheel, but he didn't start the car yet. His eyes locked on the entrance to the animal hospital. Daring to hope she would come through and he could fix it. Or maybe she would come out and try to light him on fire...he'd take either at this point. He felt weird after talking about his feelings anyway...what if leo read a lot into it. What if leo didn't like that side. What if he wasn't thinking like a hormonal teenage girl. He mental scolded himself and let himself white knuckle the steering wheel. 

[color=gold]"So...where are we going next?"[/color] Someplace with drinks. Please dear lord somewhere with drinks.