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[ooc: This is just before her death, obviously. XD]
Chloe is in her room, playing with the sodering iron. A small burn is growing on her left thumb. A piece of metal lays near by with a bit of flesh from her foot welded to it.
What's...
She breathes in sharp and takes the sodering iron and the metal to her dresser and places them under some clothes in the top drawer. She makes the bed. She had forgotten to make the bed, why had..
She shakes herself and her neck cracks. Paper.
Rubbing her sore neck and not knowing entirely what is going on, she... find a pencil.
She jots down some things hurriedly. Scratches. Not underst- She bangs her hands on the table, frustrated and scared. The skin breaks.
The note is bare, simple. find please no control. Woman. Like him____
She stabs herself with her pencil and blood trickles onto the paper. Get out.
She leaves to meet Mesaana.
Chloe is in her room, playing with the sodering iron. A small burn is growing on her left thumb. A piece of metal lays near by with a bit of flesh from her foot welded to it.
What's...
She breathes in sharp and takes the sodering iron and the metal to her dresser and places them under some clothes in the top drawer. She makes the bed. She had forgotten to make the bed, why had..
She shakes herself and her neck cracks. Paper.
Rubbing her sore neck and not knowing entirely what is going on, she... find a pencil.
She jots down some things hurriedly. Scratches. Not underst- She bangs her hands on the table, frustrated and scared. The skin breaks.
The note is bare, simple. find please no control. Woman. Like him____
She stabs herself with her pencil and blood trickles onto the paper. Get out.
She leaves to meet Mesaana.