<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fgm5IMb.png)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Mallory Minato<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 11:20PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Black District, Club Zodiac (Inside)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kevin, Lily (my), Gorrah (m), ? ? ? (m)<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Falling Down (https://youtu.be/AsqoxRb0d8M)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Club Dress (https://i.imgur.com/ERzFVhw.jpg)/Hair down, with Makeup (https://i.imgur.com/RY6WxCK.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/>The world was spinning, and yet it wasn’t. With each passing moment Mallory could see everything, blurry at the edges, and a pounding within her skull that wouldn’t cease. The alcohol she had wasn’t the problem, she knew that it wouldn’t have acted so fast. What she was feeling, it was unlike anything she could have imagined.<br/><br/>Imagining it wasn’t impossible, however, as she felt this same way another time. That same fear, that same hesitance, the anxiety from what came after.<br/><br/>All from that one day, years ago.<br/><br/>She felt her body be carried, and she almost couldn’t see who it was, yet the familiar snow white hair alerted to her that Lily was nearby, and talking to someone. That man, the one that had come over to speak with them, he was helping her. They were getting closer somewhere, yet her vision shook once more, barely able to make out what was happening.  “Have to... have to...”  She was muttering, her words slurred and barely made out to be clear. The music and loud cheers of club goers wasn’t helping, and yet as she was propped up along a seat, her hands being guided to hold something along her bleeding skull, she relented.<br/><br/>Her eyes were shut closed, as her head throbbed from whatever was overtaking her; was it... was it happening again?<br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/s2rtunw.jpg)</div><br/>A call of her name was brought her back for a moment, and the tone was worried, desperate. She didn’t need to even open her eyes, to know who it was. Her grip was weak, and yet somehow, she was able to grasp at Kevin’s arm with her free hand; still shaking, yet it held urgency. Head bowed down, trying to steady her breath, her eyes looked up at him, at the three that were around her.<br/><br/>They held an urgency, a panic.<br/><br/>The familiar sight of warm chocolate brown was replaced with a deep, crimson, red.<br/><br/>A pained look shot along her features, yet she was still there, still awake enough.<br/><br/>“Need... to get out...”  Her eyes were heavy, barely enough energy to communicate, and yet they turned towards where Leasick was. Where he was hiding his powers, releasing a power that was fueled by a rage and hate that was all but fabricated.<br/><br/>Her gaze was on the woman dressed in purple, who’s own gaze was staring right back her.<br/><br/>It all but that moment before her eyes closed, and the young researcher fell unconscious.