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</div><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span style="font-size: 22px">NAME: Adaleigh Christine Daughtry</span></span></span><br/><b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Alias: </span></b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Cabal Red, too many personal aliases to list<br/>
<b>Primary Nicknames</b>: AC, Addy<br/>
<b>Age: </b>26<br/>
<b>Date/Time: </b>June 2022, Early Afternoon<br/>
<b>Location: </b>Training Room<br/>
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<b>Mood Music:</b> <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D7IpP6j7je5A&amp;hash=473b1128a02f82bc7f8e01af480bded7" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7IpP6j7je5A" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Surviving the Game</a><br/>
<b>Tagging: </b>Chris (<a class="username" data-user-id="9607" data-username="cressray" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9607/">cressray</a>)<br/>
<b>Mentioning: </b>Emmy, Idris</span><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"Shit!"</span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Adaleigh barely breathed as Chris's arm wrapped around her neck. AC had long thought it was one of the Cabal who had betrayed their mother and the family. How could anyone else have pulled off the disappearing act they had all seen on the footage? It was either one of them or there were others out there like them... But now, as Chris's threat murmured into the redhead's ears and began to prick at her neck, Adaleigh was all but certain exactly who had killed their mother.<br/>
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Chris had been alone that day. He had been the last of the Cabal to get back to the house. Addy had been so caught up by his big brother act and his choice to stay, even after Addy herself left that the young girl never did turn the eye to her older brother. She had made herself blind to all the pieces Chris was finally putting back into the puzzle. After all this time, it had been the brother she had trusted most who had betrayed them all...and she was next.<br/>
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Adaleigh felt the tears well in her throat, though she would never let them out. To avoid showing weakness when her life was in danger was something Chris had taught her long before she ever activated her powers. She wanted to scream, cry out for help...If she screamed loud enough, maybe Emmy and Idris would hear her and come to her rescue? But Idris' lessons had taught the ginger that she couldn't let her emotions cloud her judgement in a moment like this.<br/>
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The young woman never fought back. Instead, Addy closed her eyes. She forced her muscles to relax, leaning herself into her older brother as though he was only hugging her from behind. The girl said nothing for a few moments as she listened to his heart beat and felt his breath on the back of her head. Addy waited until she felt in tune with every natural rhythm of his body. She could feel the way his muscles tensed and relaxed. She welcomed the push and pull of her body as his chest rose and fell. She was practically one with her older brother, her attention on the breath he took in...and out...and in...and out...And...<br/>
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Addy's eyes shot open as her fingers, previously hanging limp at her sides, twisted and curled slowly into the side of her palm. Chris would feel like he had just gotten punched in the diaphragm and abdomen by a Hulked-out Tristan as his nose and throat refused to let air move throughout his body. Addy was fatiguing the muscles of the man's respiratory system, everything except his lungs themselves. As Terry had sometimes called it, Addy was sending off her warning shot.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"Well played. You really had me fooled there, brother." </span></span></span><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Addy started, spitting out the word brother as if it were acid on her tongue. If Chris was able to kill Mother after everything and then attack her, he was never truly her brother. It hurt to know the truth now...In the last year, Chris was the only one who ever seemed to make efforts for <i>her</i>. He was the only one who ever reached out to her without prompt. But now...Now, she knew why.<br/>
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<span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"If this murder thing doesn't work out. You should go into acting. You murdered Mother in cold blood and now you're asking me if <i>I </i>did it? If <i>I </i>ever wanted to hurt her?"</span></span></span> AC couldn't help but laugh at the irony of the man's words. When she finished laughing, however, Addy looked softly up at Chris, letting the thorns press more threateningly into her neck. There wasn't much further they could go without piercing through her skin.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Lobster Two'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">"If this is your attempt to turn me, it won't work. I will never hurt my family. My <i>real </i>siblings. Emmy and Idris already know you're with me right now so kill me. They will all know exactly who you are...Mother's Murderer..."</span></span></span> Finally, Addy listened to the threat of Chris's muscles which shook, begging for the return of air. Straightening her half-curled fingers, Addy obliged to the silent request and removed the fatigue from Chris's  respiratory system.</span><br/><br/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'">Once more, Adaleigh looked away from her brother, closing her eyes. She had fired her warning shot. A part of her hoped Chris would listen. But if he didn't...Addy wasn't afraid to die. At least all of their questions would be answered.</span>