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The canine's head swung to face Radeken as she approached and spoke. If anyone else had told him that, he would have backed down instantly. Raseken though, he didn't trust her and in the moment his brain refused to even process her presence correctly.
Instead his mind was flickering through each and every possible thing that could have replaced his friend. Could it be a doppelganger? An evil representation of his dear friend? No, no. There's no way she could have gotten into the red room. how's annie? No, no, those memories need to go back, go away. Shove them back into the pit. Focus on the here and now.
The scent of Roy reached him and he looked at the tri-legged bobcat, watching for his reaction. Was Cooper being foolish, everyone else seemed so calm about it. No, no, people don't just back from the dead. He knows that for sure, he'd lost enough to know that. But, here she was, claiming to be Margeary right in front of him. And hadn't Bastille done something similar? But that had only been for a few minutes, not three days.
His eyes landed on the feline as she began to speak, began to beg for him to believe. He felt the anger drain out of him, the adrenaline and his remaining energy going with it. As he looked at her, truly looked at her, he could see the glow around her, the flashes of colors in his head, were the same, with a few streaks of dark added in. It was her, it had to be.
As his energy left him, leaving him drained, he stumbled and pitched forward. He managed to catch himself, lowering to the ground with a soft grunt. "Their names are Simon, Kara, Gale, and Conner" hummed Cooper, lifting his head to stare at her tiredly. "And suite, she was in your room when I left it." he added, attempting to get to his paws. "I should get back to her, I've been gone longer than I wanted to be." he finished, looking up at Margaery. He hopped this was really her, for everyone's sake.
"Speech"
Instead his mind was flickering through each and every possible thing that could have replaced his friend. Could it be a doppelganger? An evil representation of his dear friend? No, no. There's no way she could have gotten into the red room. how's annie? No, no, those memories need to go back, go away. Shove them back into the pit. Focus on the here and now.
The scent of Roy reached him and he looked at the tri-legged bobcat, watching for his reaction. Was Cooper being foolish, everyone else seemed so calm about it. No, no, people don't just back from the dead. He knows that for sure, he'd lost enough to know that. But, here she was, claiming to be Margeary right in front of him. And hadn't Bastille done something similar? But that had only been for a few minutes, not three days.
His eyes landed on the feline as she began to speak, began to beg for him to believe. He felt the anger drain out of him, the adrenaline and his remaining energy going with it. As he looked at her, truly looked at her, he could see the glow around her, the flashes of colors in his head, were the same, with a few streaks of dark added in. It was her, it had to be.
As his energy left him, leaving him drained, he stumbled and pitched forward. He managed to catch himself, lowering to the ground with a soft grunt. "Their names are Simon, Kara, Gale, and Conner" hummed Cooper, lifting his head to stare at her tiredly. "And suite, she was in your room when I left it." he added, attempting to get to his paws. "I should get back to her, I've been gone longer than I wanted to be." he finished, looking up at Margaery. He hopped this was really her, for everyone's sake.
"Speech"
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