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*Rivaxorus* · 11-10-2013, 02:59 PM

Of course this would happen to her, and of course she would take the wrong course of action. Scrambling to get a hold on herself and the pain, and to keep herself under control. Her red eyes didn't seem to hold the same soft kind glow, they were solid, confused, and if anything hard. As she sent a small glared off to Loccian, she let out a deep growl with another inch of pain. She decided not to move. "My ribs, I think they might be broken, or fractured." The woman replied simply, with only the emotion of pain, and possibly malice hidden within it. God, she hated this Rivaxorus didn't want to seem like this to anyone. Her black tail flicked back and forth with the irritation she felt.
She just couldn't wait to be treated, to get this pain out of her head. To get that memory of the war out of her head. Her red eyes narrowed at the thought of the white male. Who probably didn't pay second mind to her in the fight. He wouldn't ever know her name, not unless she confronted him. Honestly she hated men like that down to her core. And here she was, injured from one of his underlings. She cursed under her breath, how was she even supposed to face that.

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