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“You really expect me to stay in a hovel such as this. I’m not staying here.”
“Stupid fucking machine.” Cassandra hissed angrily before landing a kick to it.
From what the blonde could see the attack was drawing to an end. She’d spoken to a few order members and the general consensus was that those that hadn’t been taken as prisoner had scarpered. After speaking to Issac the previous day she decided to try and find her brother to see how he was, the only issue was that he was nowhere to be seen. She’d been searching for a good hour and had spoken to various people - none of which had seen him. Then she heard rumours about order members being taken prisoner by the death eaters that had attacked them. Panic filled the blonde. She wasn’t exactly sure whether he’d been taken but part of her hoped he had - at least that way she knew he wasn’t dead in some ditch. Though after taking a minute to think about it, the idea made her panic just that bit more. He could be hurt, or maybe their plan was to kill him. Her mind was racing with all the different possibilities. She had to find him. Grabbing her wand she made her way to the woods, planning to leave the town to look for him.
Addison approached the individual, holding out the extra cup of coffee in her hand towards them. “Here.” She offered them a smile. “You look like you could do with it.” With everything that had happened, she knew a lot of people were struggling to get by and wanted to do what she could to help. Even if it was something this small.
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It was dark, every part of her body ached, why was it so damn dark?, her hands felt around feeling unfamiliar sheets, eyes still closed unable to open. Sienna could feel the hands of someone against her face, it was enough to pull her out of the hazy sleep she had previously been in, though not quite enough to allow her to fully open her eyes or understand what was going on. Groaning in pain she hoped that they’d realise she wanted to be left alone, feeling the frustration build she forced herself to open her eyes, however slowly it took. Raising one hand to her face, Sienna groaned in pain but carried on with the motion. The girls arms were plastered in bruises and scrapes. Not being able to remember what happened or why she was in the hospital, Sienna began to panic.
“Right-- I mean, I don’t mean to offend anyone but I have come to the conclusion that it’s a cult.”