Ashleigh flinched at the violatile emotions, almost falling off the chair. She went pale, so much so that she almost went transulcant. She shook, swallowing and closed her eyes tight. Not now. Not again. Not here.She huddled on the chair, reaching straight for Paulina, to touch her, to wash Paulina's emotions over her own, over Alister's fury. Her free hand she clenched, digging her fingernails into her palm, Drawing blood, the cuts healed over within seconds, yet a couple of drops still fell to the floor. Her breathing was fast, as she drew it in and out, trying desperately to focus on that. 

[color=f6989d]"It's...okay"[/color] She managed to get out, although it wasn't, an inner war raging inside of her. And then, for the briefest of moments, she seemed to regain a sembalance of control. And then it fell apart again, and she shuddered. She was losing control. She could feel it, slipping through her fingers like water. 

She was going to lose control. Going to hurt people again. Going to do whatever she'd done earlier that day to the spirit realm. She couldn't let that happen. She couldn't screw up anymore then she already had, but she just couldn't control it. She was weak. She was so weak. Paulina said she was strong, but this showed just how weak she was. She curled tighter against herself, making herself, almost, into a ball. She didn't want to be weak. She didn't want to hurt people. 

So why couldn't she gain control of this inner turmoil? It was like opposing forces, trying to rip her apart. Trying to make her explode forth a spew of damaging emotions. [color=f6989d]"NO!"[/color] The cry ripped through her throat, exploding out, but there were no emotions accompanied with it. She wasn't sure what happened. It was almost....like...the emotions just disappeared. All at once, she was okay. 

She let out a slow, long breath, and uncurled, still shaking slightly. She looked away from everyone, ashamed. 

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