[audio] - backdated to the 6th, a few hours after Kloe's post

[angha_firebird]

[A frustrated, enraged scream is heard first--sounding mostly reptillian. Then deep, rasping breaths as Aara tries to calm down.]

This has to stop. These deaths... these attacks, they have to stop!

[A strangled whimper is drawn from Aara's throat.]

What good is this doing us? We could very well be all we have left.

[The blood. The countless,

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[abstinentzombie]

[...

Welp.]

Aara. Calm down.

[angha_firebird]

[She tried to calm down. For like... an hour. It kind of backfired.]

Kloe...

[abstinentzombie]

I know you're upset. I'm pissed myself, but you have to calm the fuck down. Do you understand?

[angha_firebird]

[She's breathing heavily. Trying to calm down, but it's all too much. She's not used to feeling so many chaotic emotions at once. She's willing to try to calm and listen. And right or wrong word could tip the scale.]

[abstinentzombie]

Do I need to find you a punching bag? Or should I make you a tea?

[Doctor speech for sedative. Dohoho.]

[angha_firebird]

[A lengthy--somewhat stunned silence.]

A punching bag? What in the skies is that?

Tea. Tea would be... good. Perhaps. Calming.

[She doesn't realize Kloe means to add a sedative.]