Fight to Live. Live to Fight (Accepting)

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"He is my family. Family looks out for each other."  

[Zahzi]

"The term has no meaning to me."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"That is your own issue then."  

[Zahzi]

Dion gave a grunt, walking off.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella remained where she was, in complete silence.

She then slowly crouched down, picking up the blade, staring at it.

"...How easy it would be just to end it all..." She mumbled, slowly tightening her grip around the handle, before suddenly throwing it into a nearby target, hitting a bull's eye.

"Too easy." She grunted, walking back into the barracks.  

[Zahzi]

It was now that Krom was waking up.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Go back to bed, Krom." Atella grunted, standing in the barrack doorway and staring at him.

"There's nothing to see." She said as she walked inside.  

[Zahzi]

Krom just rose an eyebrow.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Atella then laid down in her bed, sighing heavily as she drifted back into sleep.

((...Time skip?))  

[Zahzi]

MORNING.

Dion and Krom were already up and at their normal places.

Krom by the tree, staring out at nothing.

Dion in a darker section of the grounds, staring at the sand.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Why the long faces this morning..?" Atella asked as she slowly approached the two.  

[Zahzi]

"...Long? How does a face become long?" Krom asked, staring at Atella.

Dion merely tilted his head.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"It's an expression. Your face doesn't literally become long, but your expression sort of does. When someone says you have a long face it means you look upset about something. Or tired."  

[Zahzi]

"Pointless."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .It's just a saying. . ."