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[sub][@Nanaya], [@Psyker Landshark][/sub][hr]

[quote=Chunji]"That is no excuse. You've done nothing more other than debase yourself,"[/quote]

[quote=Iraleth][b]"I'm such a damned fool…”[/b][/quote]

Ciara glanced blerily in either direction - towards the curtain where Chunji's voice emanated, and up at Iraleth. Darkness clouded her face. Heaviness that would be too much to bear settled on her chest, mixing with the euphoria. The firing of serotonin in her skull offset the roughest parts of it, soon easing and disposing of whatever semblance of depression had overcome her.

There was a long silence as Ciara's thoughts scattered and unraveled again.

[i]“It was the right thing to do-

“Little Hunger, we are so proud of you-

“You listen so well-

“The darkness will win-

“The blood on your hands will never be washed away- You can never disappear- You will never be rid of it- The Darkness calls you- Succumb and die-”[/i]

A low, pained groan left Ciara's lips.

[b]“I… I want the Principal.” [/b]

She tried to lift her head. There was crazed eagerness in her eyes. She was wholly unaware of what she was saying.

[b]“She has to know- It's the Voices-”[/b]

She only managed a half of a centimeter before her head flopped back down and her muscles relaxed, deadened. Her eyes blinked slowly, groggily, and she mumbled slurred incoherents under her breath. Her eyes tried to focus on Iraleth, but continued to unfocus, unravel, and drift away…