IMPOSSIBLE - private; PLAYERONE

[align=center][div style="0px; width:450px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px; color:black;"]The day was mild, sky clear and without a cloud in the sky and yet the freelancer felt sick to her stomach. Perhaps she was still reeling from coming back from the dead but she just didn’t feel good. Maybe it was the body she was currently in but she had been keeping to herself since the whole incident. Coming to terms with being alive again after death had claimed her was harder than she would have imagined really. Some would be ecstatic and maybe even jumping for joy to be alive again but she was the opposite. It would have given her rest but then again she hadn’t been exactly happy when she was dying and seeing the white tree. The white tree. It was something she couldn’t get out of her mind lately. Taking a deep breath the obsidian feline would get to her paws and make her way toward the lake. She remembers getting so angry that she killer a fish here when encountering the ‘Colonel’ from her haphazard appearance here. She hadn’t even eaten it. Just tossed it back on the lake. Deep imperial topaz eyes looked upon the waters before she slumped forward and stretched out, legs like limp noodles as she covered her face with her paws.

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