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Rorke:
*looks up towards the bottle , the liquid inside storing slowly, and then to you, showing the true pain that the poor man had suffered*
... I'll stop... I just don't want them... Haunting me... In my head, in my dreams, and my nightmares... Hell, I can't even tell the difference between them anymore...
*she drops the bottle to the floor. Her hand shakes and her flame like hair rises*
Do you think.... You're the only one with ghosts. Whith demons?!
*she steps on the bottle and shatters it. Her voice gets quiet and she hisses.*
I have the same dreams. The same voices. Do you see me getting drunk?!
You need to find another way! Throw yourself into your work, train harder!
BE OF USE TO THE EMPIRE AND AN HONOR TO YOUR FAMILY!