[centre][color=lightcoral][b][h1]Cassandra[/h1][/b][/color]

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[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Xerxes Arvanitis ([@YoshiSkittlez]), Quinton Matson, Connor Vos and Cody Treadwell ([@Caits]), Magnus Bane, Gage Brooks and Aron Brooks ([@BlackPanther]), Sebastian Monroe ([@December]), Miranda Burke ([@Damo021]), Zoe Flores, Syeste (Vos) Nioré and Kaylee Evans [@Vicier][/sup][/centre] 
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[color=darkorange]"Cassie... please..."[/color]

She looked up at her father, eyes wide still, and she couldn't help but think he knew something, something he wasn't telling her. That maybe, he knew more of what was going on then he had ever told her. She saw...fear...worry...and always that need to protect her. When his jaw clenched, she knew then that he knew something, and she glanced away. Her father wasn't telling her something. He had always told her everything, hadn't he? She swallowed, tears pricking her eyes again. 

[color=darkorange]"Cassie, I need you to listen to me - listen to Zoé...All of you. Just... listen. She's going to explain everything."[/color]

The red eyed, clawed woman was going to tell them everything. And her father wasn't. Maybe hadn't. Her entire life. She couldn't stop thinking about that, that maybe he hadn't been honest with her her entire life. She loved her father, more then anything. And it hurt knowing that maybe...he had kept things from her. If it was for her own protection, she knew he would. It didn't make her feel better though. Perhaps Miranda knew that she was upset, that she needed something. In anycase, she gave Miranda's hand a grateful squeeze, and let out a slow breath. 

And despite her worries, doubts and fears about her father keeping things from her, she snuggled closer against him, feeling better merely from his presence, and from the presence of Miranda. She looked anywhere but at Zoe, her gaze meeting that of Kaylee's, and she shuddered. She broke eye contact, looking away. 

[color=6F81D1]“..Cassie…”[/color]

It was a warning, but for what, Cassie didn't know. She buried her face against her father's side, tears wanting to fall as she closed her eyes tightly. After a moment, she peeked out, gaze briefly looking with Zoe's once more. The red eyes haunted her, and she turned her face back into her fathers side, shaking slightly. As Zoe began to speak, Cassie wished she was anywhere else. 

[color=plum]"..one that we’ve tried so hard to keep you from finding out about…”[/color]

Cassandra risked a peak back up at her father, her mind churning, she barely heard the rest of Zoe's words, although her mind seemed to process them and tuck them away for a further time, as it tried to work through somehting. Her father hadn't wanted to tell her any of this, to protect her. She stepped back, and looked up at him. She drew a deep breath, and tried to speak, stopped, and then away. [color=plum]"..It leaves you like this.”[/color] That distracted Cassie, and disturbed, she looked to Syleste, hating the fact that her friend was hurt. Syleste didn't deserve this, she was just so innocent and pure...

[color=plum]"...Werewolf..."[/color] 

Her mind latched onto that word, and she froze. Werewolf? She glanced around at her friends, and very slowly unwound the bandage on her hand, her previously mangled hand, now smooth and flawless. Unconcerned-hell, her clothes were practically ruined anyway, she removed the bandage on her chest, the vicious claw marks there gone. All the numerous cuts, scraps and bruises had disappeared, and she looked up to her father, seeing the confirmation there, in his face, his previous words. She buried her face in his side again, and cried.