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Skiaska toweled herself off and dressed in her usual. "Might as well get a drink." She hummed happily while dropping her bag off at her room and going up the ladder to Hunter's.

Skiaska was about to burst into the room, but collapsed on her knees. Shoulders shaking, tears fell onto the ground. "No... Not now..." Leaning against the wall, she huuged her knees to her chin. Sethe... Why can't I do it? "Why...?" She choked back a sob as she tried to build up the courage to see him. "Why can't I?"

Skiaska looked up at the hunrtess in front of her. "I- I know that! I still love him... But what about him? What will he believe? He's had a life where he was tortured horribly, and now this... What if he leaves, Lydia? What would I do then?" Looking at the door she thought of the man right behind it.

Deidre woke up.

The fleeting images of the dreams she had in her head since the attack drifted out of her mind delicately. She remembered a man, laughing, and everyone around her dying...werewolves everywhere. Was it...

No, she realized, as she woke up more, not about the Lunites. About him.

She felt like saying something, releasing all the pressure in her chest. Having being driven to sleep on alcohol and morphine, she hadn't really had a chance to calm down since the hunt. It would have to be eloquent, dignified, unique, and witty. It would have to sum up her feelings about the situation perfectly.

Deidre rolled onto her side and groaned. This was met, unfortunately, by a sharp pain in her ankle, and the full memory of what had happened last night flashed back. "Son of a..." she muttered, letting the near-profanity hang in the air before sitting up.

Her eyes adjusting to the room, she found herself in the barracks she had woken up in the last time she'd stayed the night. Which might've been the night before the Lunite hunt. It was hard to tell...nights when she had been drinking tended to run together in her mind, and she drank every night.

There was a pair of crutches and a cane next to her bed, with a note. Stay on the crutches for a few days, it read, Then, once comfortable with walking, move to the cane for a week. NO running, dancing, or hunting till at least a week from now.

It was unsigned. "Psh, yeah, right," Deidre snorted, beginning to stand up, "Like I'd-OW. OW OW OW."

She sat back down, eyeing the crutches warily. "Very well, lack of fashion," she said warily, "You win again."

"Thank you Lydia." Smiling, she stood up and wiped away her tears. Smoothing out her atire, she pushed open the door. What she saw made her almost crack again. But, controlling the sadness trying to overcome her, she spoke. "Sethe..."

Len had smiled and nodded, looking to Kerrigan every now and then to see her reaction to what he had said. Soon Tyler came in after a moment of silence, he listening to what they were talking about. After Krii'Ouse's question though, Skiaska came in through the door. Len looked back to Krii'Ouse and then up to Kerri, seeing Tyler over her shoulder.

"Well, let's get going Kerri, leave these two to talk and whatnot." he stood up, patting Krii'Ouse's shoulder. "Get better man. I'll stop by later if you still happen to be here." He then walked around and headed towards the exit, Kerrigan following soon after.

They made their way down the hall til they reached the break off point of the two seperate locker rooms. Len leaned against the wall and looked over to Kerrigan. "Need to change or somethin'? I'll wait...though, probably not long. Might just head over there without ya." He gave a slight grin as he looked away from her and toward the wall across from him.

"it's not that bad... look it may not look it right now but everything is going to be ok... and your probaly going to lash out and say something like How can you say that or just yell at me saying no it's not. but as i said in the meating room... if someone was bit and they couldn't be cured... at that point anyway. i would help them. i may be injured but i'm here to make good on what i said. but let me tell you the good things... and how you can ease your pain that you have right now... how you can survive." tyler was just trying to comfert him... he didn't dare minction the bad things... not now. "first of all during these three days lycanthropy takes to compleat you can't die. becouse the healing ability comes first to inshure that the virus has a sutable host. another good thing is although you have someone you love you produce 10 times the hermone that atracts the oposite sex. you become stronger, faster, smarter. you can see in the dark like you wouldn't belive. hell you can chuck cars now... it may sound compleatly random but it's actuaily pretty fun." tyler lets out a small sigh as he walks over putting his hand on his sholder. "you also have a new buddy to tell jokes to and get advice from." tyler pokes his head" the wolf shows up around day two... it's best to make friends right off the bat rather than just denying the fact that this is what you now are. it makes it so much easyer to controle yourself when you change... belive me. it could cut the time in half of how long it usaily takes to obtain controle. if you have any questions i will answere them as best i can... and i'll stick with you all the way through this. no wories ok? ive taught others how to controle it... and relax will you? you can still cure it. but you have to avoid taisting human blood. do you think you can do that?" he asked.