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Jul 28, 2014 04:57PM
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June entered, not bothering to greet the armorer whom she felt she didn't know anymore, along with everyone else in the camp. She limped straight to the wall of knives, ignoring the armorer's confused but knowing stare.
June growled at him over her shoulder, she could explain herself if she'd wanted too... which she hadn't. She turned her attention back to the wall, looking over the knives quickly then picking one up, eyeing it doubtfully.
"Because I don't feel right without it." June put that knife back and picked up anothr one; this one was as long as her fingertips to the end of her elbow. She brandished it experimentally.
June puts this knife back and picks up another, examining it closely. She carefully runs the blade against the hairs on her arm, nodding in approval as it cut the small hairs on her arm proving its sharpness, "I'll take this one," she slid it into her belt.
June gave him a rough glare then turned and headed for the infirmary. She wasn't going to bother going home, she didn't want to face her parents right now... or anyone else.
June stopped walking and rolled her eyes, "Duh! Do you have any idea how hard it its to get some sleep around here when your brain is constantly being racked with stupid memories?"
"Bah! I'm going now!," June shook her head and left the armory.
((To the infirmary? Or we could time skip? Or......))
((To the infirmary? Or we could time skip? Or......))


