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    [justify][font=timesnewroman] //sorry! I can't keep playing so many characters, especially with exams coming up in a couple weeks!! I might bring her back later...but chances are slim for that. I had a great time roleplaying here in KOE, you guys are all awesome C:


    Ultra had been padding along calmly, her bright eyes watching the evening settle in around her. She was recovering from a small stomach ache, which had probably been brought on by the amount of candy she had eaten the night before. The small femme sat down in the grass, her eyes blinking slowly in the warm sunlight.


    She placed one paw in front of her, watching as a single flower bloomed in front of her. Ultra tilted her head, watching the red petals unfold. A poppy. A single poppy. A shudder went down Ultrapaw's spine as she observed the single flower reach up towards the sky. Ultra loved all flowers and plants, except one. The Poppy. Something bad was going to happen. Her violet eyes looked to the sky, but saw nothing out of the blue. Just hazy purples and reds streaking the almost-night sky.


    And just like that, a black haze enveloped her vision and she toppled over. She took in two panicked breaths and then her spirit was gone. Vanished. Radiation waves would leach into the air around her, something few animals would be able to pick up. Ultraviolet.


    A heart attack had claimed the life of Ultra. Not because she lived an unhealthy life, but just as a freak accident that happened every once in a while. The apprentice was gone.


    tiny flowers bloom
    where death has touched the earth
    this life has met its doom
    just as the night has met its birth


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    He'd found the young girl by accident, and of course he found her too late. As usual. But he found he was still greatly upset by it, even though he was used to death. Of course, he hadn't been forced to deal with it for some time, but he knew no one would be spared.


    She was pretty young, too. That wasn't fair at all. She had her whole life ahead of her, but it was gone.


    He laid down next to her, not sure what to do. He could take her back, but he just...he couldn't bring himself to move her.


    "That's pretty cruel."


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    "Indeed." His voice was low, oddly enough for Edward's body's voice. Roy padded over, his now-oversized coat on his shoulders. It swayed behind him as he walked, dragging slightly. He spotted the poppy nearby, before back to Ultra. He uttered a low prayer. He didn't have any gods, but so help him if Ultra did and he didn't pray to them for her.
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    She'd been inactive for a few days- wasn't her fault, she'd been trying to her over a nasty cold- and the first thing to greet her when she'd finally show her face again was death. How grim. But Dorothea had not known Ultra, she did not feel anything for the dead apprentice, and frankly Thea found it hard to really feel anything at all. She'd been hoping to avoid these kinds of tragedies when she joined so that her group mates wouldn't think her to be cold hearted. She wanted to feel something. But she couldn't.


    The dog padded over and twisted her face into a frown. She hoped she looked very saddened by this loss. "May she rest in peace." Dorothea muttered. Her face showed an expression of gentle mourning, but her eyes showed little emotion. Oh, but she tried.

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    "Rest in piss." Was Bill's only comment as he floated above the body, staring down at it with a grin. He levitated there for a couple of moments, before quickly getting bored and started to poke the body. Because that was always his instinct; dead body = poke
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    Looking up at the demon with narrowed blue eyes, Alfred went to grab his arm, just to keep him from poking Ultra's body. God damn it, Bill. Have some respect. Dick. "Leave the girl alone, get your ass out. Nothing for you here." He practically bit a chunk of flesh right out the inside of his cheek trying to keep his composure. Which was really, really hard for him to do. He was all "fight first, think later".


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    ic the kitten rushed over, eyes wide. "what ha-" she stopped as she saw the body of ultra. oh no. tears swam to her eyes. ultra. the apprentice she viewed as strong, as powerful, as everything that a-choo was not. she was gone. death enveloped her, her scent long gone with her soul. it was like every loss she experienced. disbelief. then, a wave of realization. salty brine dripping down her nose, she cried silently for her friend.


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    Bill snarled as he arm was grabbed, and tried pulling it back. "I'm examining the body." He growled. "It's of use to me. So, yes, there is something here for me."
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    Dorothea noticed A-choo crying softly, but she had not a sliver of an idea of how to console her. She looked instead to Bill and flattened her ears back against her skull. "Oh, piss off. Find yourself another body if they're of so much use to you, this one is a clanmate." Dorothea commented brusquely, not that she expected much to come of it. It was better than sitting by and watching it happen, she supposed.

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    "Exactly why I need her body." Bill replied, ears flicking.
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    Cassius teleported in, watching Bill tug away at the body. He just stared for a bit, dumbfounded. "Well, that ain't wholesome." He turned his head from them, looking at everyone else. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Ultra was dead. Uh...that guy was playing with the body, Alfred was freaking out, Dorothea was being blunt, A-choo was just...A-choo and Ultra where friends. He almost forgot. Him and Ultra where the same rank for a while. Now she was dead. She was dead, and he was still here. He didn't think he'd outlast anyone. He silently closed his eyes and imagined what would happen if the hypothetical credits started to roll.




    Then he scuffed at the dirt, looking over at A-choo. "So, Doll....any idea how she died? Was it murder?" His expression hadn't changed from it's pokerface. Not much aside from the small frown playing at his features. It was a sad frown. Why? Because he'd miss Ultra. He never got to really know her, but now he'd never have a chance. That was something to frown about....right?




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