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[bodilesswarrior]

[Her eyes are red, and her voice is flat.]

Cassandra Cain is gone.

Does anyone feel like sparring? [She wants to hit someone. She wants to sweat and ache and bleed.]

[Private to David Cain]

Not you. [Her laugh is low and choked.] It's funny, isn't it, that I don't want to hurt you? [But she's not sure she could stop herself from going for his throat, right now.]

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[text/private]

[bodilesswarrior]

i get it, i do.

love you, too. always. you - at times like this, you're

[She's not sure how to say it, and she knows she doesn't really need to.]

[text/private]

[routemistress]

not much bloody help to either of you, is what I am, but I'm here and I love you.

he's got that Ricki lad coming over to natter about weapons and dodgy adventures and drink all my booze, I'll come up if you're not busy breaking the gym equipment.

[text/private]

[bodilesswarrior]

not true. cassandra is my heart, but so are you. he's the same.

i'm alone right now. well - jonesy. [She may have cried into her fur a little.]