"you were always invincible in my eyes. the only thing against us now is time..."

[dr_macrae]

(ooc: takes place a few hours after THIS thread.)

When Declan came to, he was still in the same place, but the warehouse had been cleared and cleaned. He tried to push himself up, but was shortly stopped by the stabbing pain of his likely-broken and bruised ribs in his chest. He took a moment to test his breathing and then moved slowly, bringing his

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[morgana_l_f]

Morgana was still at a loss, moving through the Sanctuary in numb shock.

Her sister had gone.

Her sister was Cabal.

Her sister...

She still couldn't believe it and she had to keep moving or drown in how overwhelming it all was.

It was a minor miracle that she even noticed Ashley's door slightly ajar or Declan looking...

Oh god.

"Declan?" she asked softly, coming to the door.

[dr_macrae]

He looked up at the sound of his name and blinked away his tears. He wiped them away angrily and sniffed, wincing as he realized he wasn't sitting upright on the bedspread.

"Morgana," he greeted, almost incoherently. He didn't even know what to say. Oh, God, what was he going to say to Magnus if he didn't even know how to start this conversation with Morgana?

[morgana_l_f]

"What happened?" she asked softly although she feared she knew the answer.

[dr_macrae]

He let out a heavy breath, the guilt weighing heavily upon him.

"I...I couldn't..." he trailed off, looking back down to the photograph. He smoothed his thumb over the glass of the frame, wishing that he could be touching her instead of some bloody frame.