IC: Aisha feels like sh't when she wakes up, mostly due to fhe effect of her falling unconscious while the treadmill was still at a running speed. She groans, and sits up slowly. Or she would, if she didn't feel sharp claws against her throat. She swallows, and lays back down. "Good little beast." Cortova hisses. Aisha takes a deep breath. "What are you doing?" She whispers. "Making a point. You tell any of your friends? I'll kill them all, and make you watch. Do you understand me?"
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