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[kassandraloxias]

[Kassandra reappears out of the air, landing rather badly, on the bar and well away from Crowley. The wolf ripped large scarring shreds from the demon, and she is mostly covered in black blood. Where her skin is not blood-wet, she is silvery with ash. Her long hair is past twisted into knots.]

Sirius?

Sirius?

Anyone?

I need...

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[ah_rosencrantz]

::turns from argument with Crowley::

My dear, what is it that you need? Would you like a room for the night? Or a warm bath?

[OOC: I can't help it, Ros is hopelessly inept]

[white_to_gold]

*tumbles over, falls to his knees at kassandra's feet*

[kassandraloxias]

My Fool. I saw you there -- you were here first. I saw that.

Are you well?

[white_to_gold]

I couldn't... I couldn't... forgive me...

[neosso_irrado]

[Looks up from he had just found his seat at the bar]

Matra ei Filho, are you alright, miss?

[pjpettigrew]

[OOC: Sario Grijalva! YAY!]

[neosso_irrado]

[OOC: You know who he is? YAY! I just started rereading the book last night, so hopefully I won't ruin him...]

[pjpettigrew]

[OOC: LOVE The Golden Key. Love it to pieces.]

[watch_wait]

*brings bow of hot water, towels, and brandy, face blank*

[watch_wait]

Is there aanything else you want, Princess? This was all I could think of.

[kassandraloxias]

::she stares at the cloth and the water, looking vague::

Yes.

[watch_wait]

*Bartleby looks at her for a second and then lifts her arm and gently starts cleaning it*

Here, drink some of this. *hands her the brandy*

[lyra_silver]

Kassandra, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we tried...

[kassandraloxias]

You did try. I saw you try. You who also see things...
and sometime, you will tell me about the apple?

[lyra_silver]

A long story, but the important bit... it was sweet. It was right. There was nothing wrong in it.

[pubdog]

*looms over everyone bent around Kassandra, kneels and cups her face gently*

Is it done, Kassandra?

Say what you need to say, if you have something.

Here, we listen.

[kassandraloxias]

It left me. I spent it all. It left me.

::gasping, starts to cry a little bit::

...how did you know?

I'm sorry if I burned things. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

[pubdog]

Hush, you didn't burn anything.

*strokes cheeks*

Better out than in, love. That's it. *takes out handkerchief, wipes face*

[kassandraloxias]

I hope I burned him. I hope he burns a long time. I hope the gods find him. I hope my brother...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I don't know what I'm saying. Sirius? Gods. I'm sorry...