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Why was he yelling? [i]What[/i] was he yelling?

Rael’s palms pressed against the cold stone of the sewer floor as the tall American screeched at her about her playing hero. What? Did he prefer Kalie drown in the depths of the sewer because she had been about as caught off guard as most of them had been and didn’t stick the landing for once in her life? Did he want the healer, who Alja apparently knew to some inherent level? It didn’t make sense. Then it did. 

Nobody cares about you. He’s yelling because you acted stupid again. Like with the bat.

A familiar whisper in the back of her mind. But her own anxieties, her own inner self didn’t make sense with what she was hearing. It confused her and she was still coughing up a good deal of water. Admittedly, it was a pretty stupid thing but he was glad she was okay? I mean, if she drowned the guy would be up Mt. Fuji without a parachute, or as the American expression went—up shit creek without a paddle. This group of theirs relied on her and it felt good. Seele tried to impart that she was a good person in the tavern in their conversation, a hero, but all she had done is dismiss it. What was heroism in a game of survival? If she was out there alone who knows how many people who didn’t like her would string a rope around a tree just for a little revenge? Sometimes Hanako didn’t even know how her own mind worked.

[color=#A84B5E]“What’s wrong? Jealous that I made sure this party didn’t drown?”[/color] She smirked, deflecting her own internal thoughts as she pushed herself to her feet.

[color=#A84B5E]“The elevator, huh?”[/color] She repeated as she channeled her magic as a gust of wind dried out her clothes and hair before she spat out some water from her mouth onto the ground before retying her hair into a loose ponytail.

[color=#A84B5E]“Shouldn’t be too hard to find.”[/color] She commented though as she went to say another remark a distant, distorted shriek could be heard in the likely direction they would be heading. Her brows narrowed as she looked to Valena. [color=#A84B5E]“With our luck, we got another dire rat at...”[/color]

Valena nodded. [color=43759E]“The élévateur.”[/color] 






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