Hey -- can anyone here heal? Anyone who's still awake? I have a favor to ask.


[defense force filter]
I need a few volunteers for tonight -- in particular I need at least one person who is capable of using ranged abilities such as magic, and at least one healer. I don't want anyone who was out the night Tatewaki was killed unless there's no other options. We need to take a real close look at that magic circle.


((ooc: backdated to earlier in the evening))

She's not supposed to sleep.

But she's tired, and there's an odd push to just lay down, and close her eyes . It's strange, because she's used to off shifts and all-nighters, and sleep has never been something she's felt she needed. She must be getting out of training.

So, leaving the lights on, it should be a light doze. It won't be deep enough for complete rest.

Or dreams.

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It's sluggish, creeping about instead of keeping the steady pace set for itself of late. Reaching out seems to take an eternity. Wavering awareness and inexplicable languor hinder the usual progress, though a single thing  registers clearly through the haze.

It is no longer hunger, nor pain. A sense of urgency-- its existence is on a thin line. It has never known "threat" but it finally understands now.  The thing that never exercised caution has become something sought out by the ones it intended to survive on.

But it continues to feed in spite of the warning.

It doesn't know any other way to live.