Firrae pushed herself onto her hands and knees, forcing herself to stand up. SHe shuffled over to the bag of clothes, throwing on a pair of underwear and a t-shirt. The room spinned and her head pounded.<br/><br/>"WHat the hell is this...a Hangover?" She mumbled as she turned around. Her eyes grew wide at the sight of Vashen passed out against the wall. She fell to her knees, all memory of last night coming back to her. She touched her cheek, feeling the tears there.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Im...crying?</span>She shook her head and crawled to Vashen's side. SHe started shaking him,sobbing uncontrollably.<br/><br/>"Wake up, damn it. Wake up!"<br/><br/>_________________________________<br/><br/>Vira stood her ground in front of the cradle. Her magic spilled over, tumbling out of her fingers. Her eyes took on a white glow, and fire circles blazed from her hands like chakrams. She clenched the fire rings in tight fists.<br/><br/>"How dare you." She charged, Bringing the blades staight for his head.