oh, HELL!

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~She's fucked, and she knows it. Lilah had stormed out of the library and into the street, ignoring the horrid tearing sensation that eerily put her in mind of when the Beast eviscerated her and she SURVIVED it, only to find she couldn't stop the wound from bleeding. This was kinda like that, only WORSE.

She staggered down the street, hopelessy searching for some USEFUL building but only finding... spots. Black ones. The kind you see when you're about to-

And when she comes to? She's a GODDAMN DECORATIVE PLANTER! She rips with blind rage at the shoots tearing through her flesh, out the corners of her eyes, everywhere, and hurls the stems to the street with trembling fists and tears of rage and pain. She drops to her knees, screaming defiance to anyone who might hear her. Let 'em hear, she doesn't care. There's no way she's going out without someone going deaf.~