[So the draft was pretty terrible. Not that there were any hopes of it being a good experience, but whatever. She's just glad she was lucky enough to get out of it without getting herself killed. Sure, Melanie's been feeling very, very sore for the past couple of days, and chances are she'll continue to feel sore for several days more - but she got out alive. That's what counts.
Melanie is used to fighting. She's always been a fighter, and a damn good one, at that. Killing, however... that's new for her. This was the first time she ever really had to take lives, and it's going to be hard to forget. If she even can forget it.
The fact that Melanie values life has always been one of the things that made her so different from everyone else in her family. They just... didn't care. Everybody was expendable, and they could take someone out without a second thought. She couldn't do that.
But now? Melanie isn't sure what to think.
There's a big difference between fighting for one's life and letting someone die just to make a quick getaway. She knows that... but why does she still feel so rotten about it?
Either way, it's left Melanie with a whole lot of thinking to do.
Right now, though? She's just aching for a distraction more than anything else.]
Anybody here good with cards? It's... been a while since I've had a decent game.
[It's an old familiarity that Melanie can fall back on, and it's something that can serve as a distraction from other, less pleasant thoughts.
Works for her.]