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[b][color=95464E]Time:[/color][/b] Afternoon/Evening
[b][color=95464E]Location:[/color][/b] River Port, Medical Center
[b][color=95464E]Interactions:[/color][/b] Zion [@Helo]
[b][color=95464E]Mentions:[/color][/b] 
[b][color=95464E]Equipment: [/color][/b]
[b][color=95464E]Song: [/color][/b] [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h677YUpjBxE]Nothing You Can Take From Me[/url]


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Kenia lingered in the sterile white hallway outside the medical center, her gaze fixed on the closed door behind which Zion's fate hung in the balance. The medical personnel had ushered her out briefly, citing the need for privacy during the procedure to remove the poisoned arm. Reluctantly, she had acquiesced, though every fiber of her being urged her to stay by Zion's side.

Restless, she decided to make use of the time. The image of Zion's pained roars still echoed in her mind, and the urgency to ensure his comfort clawed at her. With a determined stride, she ventured into the heart of River Port, heading straight to Seafood Sensations. The door's chime announced her entrance as she stepped into the warmly lit eatery, inhaling the comforting aroma of grilled fish.

A quick exchange with the chef, and she left with a carefully wrapped cheesy tuna sandwich. A small offering, but one she hoped would provide even a modicum of solace for the mighty lion in his time of recovery.

Returning to the medical center, Kenia found herself once more outside Zion's door. She eased it open, and her eyes met the sight of him lying still on the bed, his once-majestic form now marred by the absence of an entire limb. A pang of sympathy and sorrow washed over her. She approached quietly, settling into a chair beside the bed, the wrapped sandwich cradled in her hands.

The quiet hum of medical equipment formed a somber backdrop as she waited. Her fingers began to tap a small beat on the chair, then came the humming, and before long she was softly singing as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes waiting. 

[color=95464E]“You can't take my past
You can't take my history
You could take my pa but his name's a mystery
Nothing you can take from me – was ever worth keepin'...”[/color][/color]