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There should have been more noise.

Makenna's eyes told her as much.  The blinding lights of police cars, ambulences, and firetrucks should have come with whailing sirens.  The flapping mouths talking at her should have sounded words.  Instead there was nothing but a high-pitched ringing that threatened to split her head in two. Somewhere between drunk and hungover - Makenna wanted nothing more than to go to sleep.  But a pair of prodding hands kept her from doing so each time her eyes began to drift shut.

Vaguely, she was aware of their fingers silently snapping inches from her face.  Willing herself to focus, Makenna looked up to the face of a middle-aged man staring down at her, mouth opening and closing.  She reached up to her own head, hand brushing against dried blood crusted into her hair and on her neck.

[colour=#BC8F8F]"I can't..."[/colour]  Her throat hurt as she tried to force the words out, and she faltered after only a few syllables before coking into a fit of coughing that only ended when a styrofoam cup of ice water was placed in her hand. There'd been a bar. Her bachelorette, all her friends had been- A wave of adrenaline hit Makenna as the context of emergency vehicles changed.  Her previously blurry vision zero'd in on the non-uniformed civilians and the handful of filled stretchers.  

A firm hand gripped her forearm the second she made to move from here seated position on the curb.  She looked up to see the ever-present staring face of the officer. He spoke his words slowly and with enunciation, enuh so she could understand them from the mere movements of his lips.  "You're not going anywhere."
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The wheel-chaired girl followed up, with such candid vulnerability it nearly made Makenna wince.  Perhaps she should have gone into further detail with her own introduction, at least given the illusion of opening up.  But about what?  Carson and her family were too much of unknowns for her to parse through even with the provided phycologist.  She blinked black her own thoughts and made to at least [i]look[/i] like she was listening intently to each heart-felt outpouring.  First from Haleigh, Rory, and even Banjo.

Calliope of course ensured the topic of conversation didn't stray from her long.  Makenna managed to hold back an eye-roll as the pretty blonde girl told her harrowing journey of growing up with silver spoon, only to collapse under the [i]perfection[/i] of it all.  Worse still was the image of every person in the group eating it up like it wasn't absolute horseshit.  Even as Luce began speaking her piece, Makenna's eyes remained on Calliope a moment too long, a brief grimace of disgust breaking through her maintained friendly expression at the notice of her blonde pet's arm around the shoulder.  She'd really wasted no time sinking her teeth into that one.

Makenna forced herself to listen to Luce, despite it mostly being a rerun of their earlier talk.  At least she managed to hold herself from showing [i]all[/i] her scars this time around.  Makenna inched closer to her as she finished her piece, eager to repair whatever damage she'd done by ditching so suddenly before. She reached in the left pocket of her jacked and pulled out a pack of gum, offering one to Luce as Iñigo was waved over.

[colour=#BC8F8F]"Sorry for bailing,"[/colour] she half-whispered with a bashful smile, [colour=#BC8F8F]"False alarm, but I thought it was an emergency."[/colour]  After a moment she pocketed the gum again and surveyed the circle while Iñigo made his own presence known.  

[colour=#BC8F8F]"Oh, don't worry Iñigo"[/colour] She quickly spoke up, unprompted. [colour=#BC8F8F]"We're all opening up here, no more secrets. Share with the class."[/colour]  Her tone and smile were pure affability, internally she was desperate for something to end the circle of trauma dumping, and whatever petty drama had involved Calliope's new boy toy seemed a wonderful distraction.



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