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The gem that approaches is, of all people, Evenkite. There's something off about her; though she hasn't changed at all, she somehow seems smaller, even when disregarding the fact that she, for some reason, was not standing on her toes as she normally does. Her eyes seem duller and her voice is dead.

[color=fafabe]"What do you want." [/color]

It's not a question, it's a threat.

She then notices the book with her name on it. Too stunned to say anything (or maybe too emotionally drained to bother), she takes the book and begins to slowly flip through it. Her expression is soft at first, but then hardens, unamusement growing steadily inside her. The pace of the flipping becomes quicker and quicker, making it very clear that she's not even reading it anymore, until eventually the pages are just slipping through her fingers without pause. She closes the book shut, and stares at the cover. Evenkite. She then looks up to it's writer. Sodalite. She holds the book out between them, as high as she can, stares at Sodalite dead in the eye, and drops it nonchalantly to the ground. And then she leaves.

She's not ready to forgive her just yet. 

She's not sure if she'll ever be.[/s]

[s][color=665a4a]Loony: EVE THIS IS NOT HOW YOU ACCEPT APOLOGIES AFDFDNSJKFNDSKJFNSK[/color][/s]