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[lastnightswish]

[In a hallway, somewhere between the southern wing and one of the neutral wings, there is a Kanda sitting on the ground, propped unceremoniously against a wall. Her coat is in tatters around her - oh boy, that's going to leave scars, Dressing Room or not - and she's absolutely covered in dried blood.]

[Her eyes are also open, as if staring at the

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[besomeothername]

[Kneels down next to her and closes her eyes for her]

[lastnightswish]

[She isn't going to be a happy camper when she sees you, you know. Especially after dying.]

[Lavi will probably notice the slight twitch in her fingers - the first sparks of life.]

[besomeothername]

[No, but he's hoping he can get her away from the south wing before making a run for it]

[Picks her up in his arms and starts heading in that direction]

[lastnightswish]

[Baw. Not even going to give her time to come around?]

[Be careful, Lavi. Kanda lets out a wet, gurgling sort of breath.]

[meansprout]

[Just. Sitting down next to her, arms resting on his knees. Staring at the opposite wall and waiting.]

[lastnightswish]

[Allen probably won't notice the slight twitch in her fingers - the first sparks of life, really - but he'll probably hear the first wet, gurgling sort of breath she takes.]

[meansprout]

[Indeed he does. He looks over at her, wincing a little.]

...Kanda?

[lastnightswish]

[And all at once she lurches forward, letting out something between a gurgle, a heave, and a cough. Choking on old blood? Totally.]