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XXXXXXXXXX♪: Elizabeth :: Bishop :♪
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Elizabeth began to lightly stroke Bane's head when her attention was suddenly drawn to Alyssa again. There was something off-putting about the nightmare. Fear began to grip her along with her usual nervousness, but her feelings were stronger than usual. She opened her mouth to reply, but only mashed sounds came out. Her natural stutter got worse the more nervous she was, and right now it was impossible for her to get even a word out. Elizabeth began to look around at everyone in the area for some answer to her panic, but found none. Tears began to well up in her eyes and a small squeak escaped her mouth before Elizabeth crumbled into a ball.

As she sit in the fetal position, her body began to shake; her hands moved up to her head, almost as though to protect it, but instead they pulled on her goggles and let them slap over her eyes. As the elastic snapped, Elizabeth quickly snatched up her dagger from the ground and stood up straight. A crooked grin crept across her face as she lifted the dagger, leveling it at Alyssa. "What I am is none of your concern," she snapped, stutter free. Her voice had grown far more confident; slightly deeper and a little scratchy. Was this the same girl as before?


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