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Alone, Kalinda tided up and took a few moments to herself, stepping outside the medbay and letting the sun hit her. Chaos ran around her feet, but for the moment Kalinda ignored the fuzzy tube sock, closing her eyes and leaning back against the wall. She drew in a deep breath, and let her thoughts wonder as they wished. For a moment, she didn’t try to control anything. There wasn’t much she could control these days, except her self. And even then, she struggled there. She sighed, turning her head towards the sun a bit more, letting the warmth of it wash over her weary body. 


As her mind wandered, it seemed to give her just what she needed- or perhaps it was telling her to read a story she hadn’t for a while, but the small poem- always drawn to them, Kalinda never could seem to forget one- seemed to flood her thoughts. [i]They won’t tell you fairy tales of how girls can be dangerous and still win. They will only tell you stories where girls are sweet and kind and reject all sin. 

I guess to them its a terrifying thought, a red riding hood who knew exactly where she was doing, when she invited the wild in.[/i]. As it seemed to trail away from her, Kalinda let her eyes open, and leaned down to pick up the ferret, who squirmed in her grip. No, fairy tales were just that, stories made up to show the happiness in the world, for who would want the darkness? There was darkness in them all, Kalinda knew, and perhaps thats why her feet took her towards the Hades cabin, and the graveyard. 

Part of her was always drawn there, whenever her thoughts drifted to the past. She hadn’t ever got her mother a tombstone, or even a memorial stone. She should really do something about it, but…. She couldn’t bring herself to do so, not when she’d been such a disgraceful daughter… Shaking her head, Kalinda tried to turn her thoughts away from that dark, spiralling tunnel. She [i]was[/i] a healer, not a destroyer. 

Sometimes she wished she believed that. Stopping out from the Apollo cabin, she paused for a few moments, before stepping inside- returning Chaos to her cage, she flicked a glance towards Viv’s room, but was unsurprised to see it empty. Whatever was happening, Viv was still- perhaps facing Mr D’s wrath- at the big house. Hesitating another moment, Kalinda was soon continuing on her way, the sun shining on her bare skin- knowing she ought to take its comfort, but unable to do so, not just yet. 

Slowing as she neared the Hades cabin, draw in a breath and turned towards the graveyard. Hopefully no one would be there, too busy with other things in this fucked up day. And Kalinda could get this little ritual over with in solitude.