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 Posted: Sun Feb 08, 2026 11:07 pm
Carrollite was holding her arm. She'd just finished sparring with her sister, though she didn't want to and had insisted they do something else. But the captain wouldn't accept that Carrollite didn't want to.
It ended in a very one-sided battle that made Labradorite madder and insisting that her sister get more serious about what was going on and using her as a punching bag. Which Carrollite never thought would've happened.
When she found a safe spot she finally collapsed down and accessed her wounds. Those dumb daggers her sister had were sharp despite being made out of crystal. Which with how made her sister was left some unfortunate gashes on her arms. "Ugh. How am I going to explain this?" She muttered as she debated on going to get the wounds sewed up.
She worked to rip bits of her uniform so she could use to at least cover the wounds and hopefully stop them from getting infected until she could get them treated. "I guess I need to tell them I was mugged." She muttered trying to also fix her hair where it wasn't all mussed either, cyber locs having been ripped out so she needed to redo the whole thing.
She was so preoccupied she didn't notice the energy signature.
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Posted: Sat Feb 21, 2026 8:32 pm
Everything had been…tense. That was a gentle way to think about it. People she cared about had been in trouble, and Lysithea had done what she could to help. Now everyone was safe, mostly healed up, and going back about their lives, and Lysithea was on a patrol. Well, more like a walk, really. It was cold out, and there were warnings of snow, but, honestly she enjoyed how brisk the air was. It made her walk faster too.
The aura of Chaos made her pause, but it was far weaker than she was, and it didn’t feel like it could be any sort of a threat. Slowly, Lysithea made her way towards the aura and blinked when she saw the bright hair first, and then heard the muttered words about being mugged but.
Was she hurt?
“...May I ask what happened? Are you all right?” She was hesitant, unwilling to get too close. Chaos was still Chaos, and sometimes, people were tricky. She knew that for a fact.
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Posted: Mon Feb 23, 2026 12:12 am
Carrollite paused when she finally realized there was an order signature really close and there was a sigh, she hoped she wasn't going to end up hating her night further. When the other asked what had happened and if she was alright.
There was a pause as she considered how to answer. Before dropping her head and sighing, "My a*****e sister decided she wanted to spar and got mad when she thought I wasn't taking this thing serious."
She was hesitant to admit she was hurt, "I mean... alright in general? I suppose..." She tied off the last bit of uniform she'd ripped off, "I'm debating on going to the hospital but at the same time, I don't know.... I could probably take care of these gashes at home."
Truth be told she wasn't sure how deep a few of these were because they did seem pretty gashy.
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