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ᴊᴇᴀɴ ɢʀᴇʏ ([personal profile] greyate) wrote in [community profile] thisavrou_log 2017-01-04 09:02 pm (UTC)

super late with this ugh

SHe rubs a hand down her face at him saying she's a science teacher, groaning slightly, "That's my worst subject!" Becoming a teacher of it just seemed so out of left field right now.

But all amusement leaves her as she thinks back to that base. Sighing, the weight feeling heavy in her chest, "Kind of. We... let ourselves get caught - me, Scott, and Kurt. We were trying to save the others that had been taken and..."

She shakes her head again, not able to look at him, "I could sense you in that place. That-that cage." Because how else could she describe it. "They had all these wires in you and... I tried to give you back what memories I could."

She finally looks at him, eyes shining with welling tears because she still remembers the pain and confusion she had felt from him. it hadn't been all rage. "I'm sorry I couldn't do more for you. I really am."

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