Opinions without 3.1415 are just Onions (Week1 post trial)

[ghostricked]

After everything, the house seems almost too still and too mundane. At least as long as the doors to that room remain closed. One by one those covered in what was once their teammate are lead to the showers or change in silence. There is no warm meal waiting for them. No words of encouragement.

Life goes on, regardless.

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[golden_dream]

[she leans into that hand, needing the comfort]

You'd love her, Ky... she's so sweet and precious... my little angel...

[zweivoltage]

How old is she?

[He started, his eyes sliding closed]

[golden_dream]

Nine years old. She's just nine...

[...]

...She's okay. The Foundation always said she's okay... she won't ever have to know, what happened to her Mother...