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Azure eyes rested on the severely hurt body of the President lying on the cold, dusty floor; an emotion of bliss washing over his entire face. The young buy was just unconscious, not dead, but helpless nevertheless. If she wished, she could take away his dear life without a second thought; but she knew better. The realization that he still had a purpose to fulfill in this world was fixated in her thoughts, bringing some kind of pity for the young man.
With another silent glance, the pinkette turned away, stepping over the several mutilated bodies and rubble, ambling her way to the door of the room.
She looked around the empty place where the streaks of early dawn made their way through the dusty glass of the windows, lighting the whole place.
Dust swirled around as she made her way to the exit on the other end, while eyeing the shattered glass pieces adorning the floor. The only sound to be heard was the the drip, drip of the faucet. A closer look revealed the discoloration of the water to the young woman; a brownish concoction. A lone mouse standing sentry at the bottom of the tub. Never having a visitor in a while, it curiously eyed her before scuttling away. Each step towards the door, intensified the moaning and creaking of the floor as if it could collapse at any moment. She reached closer, but stopped for a second to survey the markings on the wall. The thin strips of wallpaper showed little trucks. Crayon markings scrambled upon the wall where wallpaper used to stick, bringing a small amused smile on Erza's face. Shaking her head slightly, her pale hands covered the cold metal handle and turned it begrudgingly, creaking it open with a gentle push. The wind intensified outside, the rustling of the leaves and branches were louder to her ears and a slimmer of golden sunlight greeted her.
She approached the hooded silhouette of the man accompanying her, "We'll need to send the Mayor a message about this.... He would like to clear up the mess."
With another silent glance, the pinkette turned away, stepping over the several mutilated bodies and rubble, ambling her way to the door of the room.
She looked around the empty place where the streaks of early dawn made their way through the dusty glass of the windows, lighting the whole place.
Dust swirled around as she made her way to the exit on the other end, while eyeing the shattered glass pieces adorning the floor. The only sound to be heard was the the drip, drip of the faucet. A closer look revealed the discoloration of the water to the young woman; a brownish concoction. A lone mouse standing sentry at the bottom of the tub. Never having a visitor in a while, it curiously eyed her before scuttling away. Each step towards the door, intensified the moaning and creaking of the floor as if it could collapse at any moment. She reached closer, but stopped for a second to survey the markings on the wall. The thin strips of wallpaper showed little trucks. Crayon markings scrambled upon the wall where wallpaper used to stick, bringing a small amused smile on Erza's face. Shaking her head slightly, her pale hands covered the cold metal handle and turned it begrudgingly, creaking it open with a gentle push. The wind intensified outside, the rustling of the leaves and branches were louder to her ears and a slimmer of golden sunlight greeted her.
She approached the hooded silhouette of the man accompanying her, "We'll need to send the Mayor a message about this.... He would like to clear up the mess."
