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[color=silver]L O C A T I O N :[/color] Warehouse
[color=silver]I N T E R A C T I O N S :[/color]
T A G S :    [@JJ Doe] ,   [@Conscripts][/sub]
[color=silver][sub]E Q U I P M E N T :[/sub][/color][hider=][sub]N/A[/sub][/hider]
 

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	[color=silver]Both had given opposing directions to her. Her mind stuttered on which way to go, what to do. She was supposed to be leader of the the group, especially with Rowan kidnapped. Yet, she was quite helpless.

      Her fighting was subpar. This was why Rowan was supposed to be with her. She had good defense and foresight. Her foresight had been clouded since… Zora. She had been able to see what happened to Rowan, though. 

     There was a good feeling she could not shake. Although, the feeling wavered depending on which direction she took. She silenced her breath, letting the moment come to a calm:

   Barrock knew Avalia better than Vasco. Vasco had been the one to ultimately fail in defending Rowan. Rowan also had a difficult time defending himself. She had no time to lose. Vasco had fun off before Barrock had. He was further long, and he was the one who would need her help.

      Of course, Barrock was right.

     Aurora gripped her staff and began running towards Vasco. Her earrings jingled gently, audible to only her, echoing off the walls, the ceilings, the floors. Every so often, her staff would touch the floor, just a small muted noise. She prayed it wasn’t too loud. 

    And then, she heard it, Vasco landing a punch. The sound of what might be a body hitting the floor. 

   Approaching cautiously, she figured she keep guard and stay away from the battle. She had the strange feeling Vasco probably worked better when he thought he was alone. It was his style, to convince himself he needed no one, not even himself sometimes. Yet, here he was, helping save her brother.
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